"Oh how I hate those lions, always gloating about their manes." Growled Sol. It was the Gathering tonight and even though there was a truce to keep peace, Sol unsheathed his claws and they dug into the ground. Sol was a strong, muscular tiger, but like all of the other tigers at this time he had no stripes. At the gatherings all the different prides of cats shared news about what was happening within their prides.

He pricked his ears when his leader started to speak, " Why must you act like you rule over all of us?" Star, leader of the tigers snarled at Brazier, the leader of the lions. Sol sighed; this was a common argument between the leaders.

"Why would you say something like that Star?" said Brazier fluffing up his mane smugly. " You know I try to be equal to everybody. We have more mouths to feed so sometimes we have to hunt on other prides' territories.

" No you don't!" snarled Sol, as the deputy or the next in line to lead his pride, he had the right to speak up. "You just think your better than us because of your beautiful golden mane." Sneered Sol, his fur bristling.

"Stop! The clouds have covered the moon. It's a sign for the Gathering to end." Yowled Birch, healer of the tigers.

Sol ran out of the clearing in fury; ahead of everyone else and headed towards the lion's camp. It started raining. Yes, thought Sol, the rain will cover up my scent.

Sol waited in the brush for a good moment to sneak in. Finally, all of the lions that stayed in camp went to the entrance to greet the lions coming back from the gathering. He crept along the brambles to the nursery where the kits were. Once he entered, he grabbed Frost, Brazier's only daughter, and ran out of camp.

Once he got to a clearing inside of his territory he set Frost down. His neck ached from carrying the struggling kit and running at the same time.

" Who are you?" asked Frost, confused.

"My name is Sol." He replied. He thought it wouldn't matter if she knew his name; Frost was only a few moons old.

"What are we doing here? You don't have a mane, what are you?" questioned Frost.

She must have never seen a tiger before, Thought Sol.

"We are playing a game. Your dad wanted to see if you can sneak into the tiger's camp." Sol come up with quickly.

"Ooooo," said Frost, her eyes glowing with excitement. "Lets get started."

"Follow me." Said Sol pointing his tail in the direction she needed to go.

It wasn't long before they were at camp. "This will make the lions respect us, kidnapping their leader's only kit." Murmured Sol, his whiskers twitching with confidence.

Frost was so tired after her little adventure that she collapsed, exhausted. Sol grabbed her by the scruff and padded up to Star's den.

"Come in." said Star.

Sol entered and dropped Frost at Star's feet. Frost shrunk back, intimidated by Star.

"What is this? Braziers ' only daughter! This will cause rivalry between the prides for moons! Take her back now, how dare you to go behind my back like this!" yelled Star, eyes blazing in fury.

"Do you know how hard it was to get this kit without being seen? It will make the lions finally respect us." Replied Sol challenging Star.

Frost crouched down as if she wanted to sink into the ground; she thought Sol was her friend.

" I don't care how hard it was, you will take her back now. That's an order!"

"Fine!" Hissed Sol and he roughly picked up Frost.

Sol padded back to the lions camp and told Frost to go into camp and act like nothing ever happened and that she was there the whole time. He didn't leave until he saw Wisp, Frost's mother, come up a start to frantically lick her daughter.

Once this scene unfolded before him he left, tail drooping, wishing he could of successfully carried out his plan.