A Never Ending Lie
A small dark brown tabby slashed her paws out at a bigger Tom with was pinning her down with one forepaw.
The tabby was the clan leader by the name of Smallstar.
The Tom he was fighting was his deputy Thornfang. The deputy was stronger then his leader.
"The time for you to lead this clan are over!" The ginger Tom spat his eyes flared with anger.
"No it's not, not when I can still fight!" Smallstar hissed.
"Yes it is!" Thronfang growled digging his claws in the small leaders chest.
At once the male fell to the ground his eyes glazed over slightly. With one last dieing wheeze he fell limp. Thornfang placed his paws over the once leaders head. He had achieved what he was meant to do.
Now I will lead the clan better then you. He thought a large grin on his face.
He then leapt though the ferns back into his clans camp. His minion Darkfang would make sure it would look like there was a fox in the territory. Hawk Clan was now his. He entered the leaders den a sly grin on his face. After sleeping for a short while Darkfang slid in the den and nodded, meaning he had done his job. Thornfang nodded his eyes flashed as he called the clan.
"Smallstar is dead!" He yowled to the cats in the clan.
A loud high pitched yowl broke out among the mumurs, it was Smallstars mate named Goldenleaf. She was staring up at Thornfang distress in her eyes.
"I shall go to the MoonClearing tomorrow to recive my nine lives!" He yowled. "But first, Warriors of Starclan I choose my deputy before you approve of my choice! The new deputy is Darkfang!"
Cats yowled the new leaders and deputys names, not seeing the evil glint in the two cats eyes. The only cat that noticed was Stormpaw Thornfang or Thornstars apprentice. His eyes were wide in terror, his brother Breezepaw nudged him. Breezepaw was Darkfangs apprentice and hadn't noticed the evil glint, he was only trying to help his brother celebrate. The light ginger furred Stormpaw stalked off to the apprentices den a horrified look still in his eyes and his fur fluffed up.