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Hiya this is like my second fanfic and a one-shot about blood clan but as nekos (humans with cat ears and tails encase ya didn't already know.) hope you enjoy it.
DISCLAIMER: I will own warrior cats when hedgehogs start flying and since that's not gonna happen anytime soon…
Of blood and claws -
Layla finished stabbing the man to death with her favourite dagger and turned back to mirror, applying the rest of her dark lipstick on. She was wearing black knee length boots, black skinny jeans with chains hanging from the belt loops, a dark purple top and leather gloves that extended to her elbows, on her finger tips were 'claws' to help her fighting. Her shoulder length, dark brown, almost black hair was tied up, she didn't like it loose, it got in her face when she was fighting or hunting. She looked very Goth, but very beautiful.
Deadly like a snake
Perfect.
She walked out of her 'den' with her head held high, no-one dared to look her in the eye.
They had moved out of the rat and twoleg infested city and into to edge of the forest near the clans, after more cats were being poisoned by twoleg trash and food was even harder to find. At the right side of the camp there were Japanese styled wooden huts where other nekos would pay to stay in, they were run down and leaky, unlike hers which was the largest and newly built, she of course must have the best. Hers used to have pretty vines and flowers twisting round the wooden planks but she had no care for stupid little girly touches and had ripped them down, if the others couldn't afford to stay in the huts or refused to pay, they were killed, simple as. She couldn't afford to have the others thinking that they could cross her; they had to live in FEAR! "Kill her" she said pointing one long slender finger at a pretty young girl who was then forced to her knees screaming and sobbing the whole time till the killing blow was delivered with a sword. Layla frowned; she didn't like a clean kill, it was much more fun torturing them a bit first making them scream. The girl had a younger brother or son, Layla couldn't be bothered to tell but he was crying so much she knew he wouldn't be of use to her. Shame she thought as she made a cutting motion across her throat to the guard who betraying no emotion stabbed the little boy. He fell to the ground, his pale brown mop of hair now streaked with a glorious shade of red that was forming a small pool around him and his once blue eyes now glass like and strangely flat.
"Listen up!" she roared ", ears pricked, eyes narrowed every-one was silent as she stepped up to the high rock; she liked it this way being able to tower over them. They were all beneath her. Her frosty almost amber eyes glittered with authority, that was the one thing she hated about her looks she didn't want amber eyes she wanted blue, like her father. "Look around you!" She quoted scourge remember his words exactly "These cats are bathed in blood. It soaks their fur and laps at their paws. This is why we survive! We are BLOODCLAN!" The nekos around her stood up yowling and shouting till their throats were sore, some stood up out of loyalty or admiration, some only out of fear but Layla didn't care because she could kill them all if she wanted. She was scourges daughter and this was BLOODclan!
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