Epilogue~
Moonfire padded through the gorse, moonlight making her grey fur glow silver. From the bushes she saw one of her clan mates, a brown tabby named sandstripe, she was about to call out to him when she saw another cat slink out from the greenery behind him. His fur was white, save for jet black paws, ears and tail. He had what almost looked like a grin carved into the soft white fur of his face around his mouth. Like scourge's 'blood clan' he had the huge razor sharp claws of other, bigger animals sheathing his own claws. He had no collar though. From the bushes she saw him pounce the unknowing clan mate and take it down within seconds. Those large claws slashing deep into the throat of the tawny brown tabby cat. The poor thing gave one last gurgling attempt at a meow and it's body twitched a few times before it went still. Rather than leave it at that, the large white cat sliced it's claws through the cat's belly as well, leaving blood and entrails across the moonlit grass. A deep red now shone, glittering across the blades as well, and across the large talons on the cats paws. She padded back a step, accidentally snapping a small twig and froze. The large white cat's head snapped up in her direction from what seemed to be admiring his kill. She sunk, hoping not to be spotted as she saw his eyes searching the vegetation in her direction. He had a wild, insane look in his big eyes. She stayed as still as possible, her muscles rippling as she tensed them, ready to flee at any split second. This was NOT a cat she wanted to try to pick a fight with, even on their territory, she'd rather have a whole patrol to back her up. She thanked Starclan the light breeze ruffling her fur was heading in her direction instead of in his, he couldn't possibly scent her. Though she wasnt sure he could, his snout looked to be burned from some previous ordeal moons ago and had healed up in patches of fur-less leathery skin. He barely looked as if he even had a nose at all.