The blistering winds blasted across the solid leader's pelt. He looked down from the jagged rock he was sitting at the four excited, newly appointed apprentices. They all where quivering in pure excitement as each of there mentors touched noses with them. He gazed down at one of the toms, Specklepaw, who seemed the most excited of them all. Less excitement and more focusing are needed in that one. He thought with annoyance.

After the ceremony was over, Frozenstar leaped of his rock impatiently. He went around to the side that was facing the inside of the camp stood outside of the den entrance in the rock. He then quickly brushed through the long hanging lichen that concealed the inside of his den.

"It's about time." Frozenstar froze in his path, his fur bristling in surprise. He turned his gaze to the dark shadow in the corner of his den. A dark tabby tom stepped out into the dim light so he could be seen by the IceClan leader.

"It's time we begin my plans." The dark tom growled, his red eyes glistening. Frozenstar's fur bristled at the words. But I have been! He thought with annoyance. Haven't he been watching me training apprentices, and acting like a normal clan leader? The dark tom saw the look in Frozenstar's eyes and sat down, he would have to elaborate.

"What I mean, Frozenstar, is that we are going to have to put theplans to action. You have only been getting everything ready for it to begin." The tom looked evenly at the leader, and flicked his tail back and forth. "My warriors have been working day and night to make preparations and get more, agents, to work with. You and the other agents have been in the clans living your life normally, feeding us inside information. But you and the others have only been waiting for me to begin the plan to full scale. And now, it will begin."

Frozenstar listened intently to everything the dark tom said. He could almost imagine what it would mean for him and his whole clan. They might rise to power over the other clans, and he would finally get some respect from the other clan leaders.

"So what do you want me to do next, Deathsong?" He sat and licked his paws, glancing at Deathsong between licks. Deathsong gave him a mischievous look, and stepped back into the darkness.

"Me or my messengers will back soon, and will tell you what to do in pieces. Until then, just act normal." He blinked once more, and then both eyes disappeared, like they never were.