A tortiseshell cat emerged through the bushes. She lifted her head to taste the air, "It's nearby." she hissed softly. A dark tabby cat, a cat almost identical to him but with ice blue eyes and a large brown cat with a broken tail followed her into the night.
In front of the cats was a pitch black tunnel, the rock in which it lay was surruonded by twolegs in their cramped homes. The dark tabby nodded to the others with authority, "Remember the plan?" he asks. They all nod.
The cat with eyes like frost led the way, jumping into the tunnel. Icy wall, like his eyes, brushed against his fur. "This way." he hissed. The tunnel engulfed them. Their feet dissapeared to their eyes and they couldn't see a tail length in front of them.
"I forget how dark it was in here." growled the blue eyed cat.
"Be quiet!" hissed the tortoiseshell. The group made its way slowly through the tunnels, till at last they were met with light.
Taking a moment to let their eyes adjust. The four cats lay, staring at the source of the light. The moonlight shone through a small gap in the ceiling illuminating the rock in front of them. "The moonstone." hissed the cat with the broken tail.
"Now it is time for starclan to die." the tabby hissed. The cats tensed their hackles and launched themselves at the rock...
At your strongest,
You are often your weakest,
Once you think your enemy is defeated,
The battle can become the most heated.