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Skypaw was fearfully speechless as a dark russet tom, probably the leader of the group, stalked over to her. His dark red blood stained claws glinting and his fangs a mouse-tail away from her eyes, so close that she would see her reflection in them. The silver pelted apprentice could see signs of age on his muzzle but Skypaw suspected be was still a deadly enemy in battle, not heisitant to kill Then she felt his rancid breath in her ear. Then he spoke, his voice low and raspy.

"Well, well, well. What do we have here? A couple of young apprentices eh?" He examined each apprentice for a while. Confirming they were healthy, he turned to two light ivory colored toms, one with pale blue eyes, the other with dark green eyes and a scar down one ear, he meowed, "Fang, Claw, put them with the others." The two toms he named came forward and Skypaw flinched as she felt the long teeth of the green eyed tom pierce the soft fur on the scruff of her neck.

The tom holding her suddenly lurched forward and Skypaw's pretty silver pelt was dragged roughly across the clearing, the tom holding her struggling with her weight. Skypaw winced in pain as her left paw was thrust off a sharp rock lodged in the ground and she heard the two toms chuckle. She silently thanked StarClan that it wasn't her head.

The two almost identical tom-cats reached the high ledge where Whitestar had made his nest before he was killed and shoved the two sisters inside. There was practically no space inside so Skypaw was pressed up against Mintpaw and her mentor Tigerblaze. Every cat in the clan was in there, exept for Whitestar of course. Skypaw could see poor Oakkit and Hawkkit trembling beside their mother and she felt a pang of sypathy for the tiny kits. Falconpaw, Skypaw and Mintpaw's best friend unsuccessfully tried to push through the packed den but gave up and just yowled over the other cats.

"I'm glad you're here! I thought those horrible cats had killed you guys," he meowed happily. Mintpaw ducked her head down shyly. It was obvious she had a crush on the blue-grey tom. Skypaw didn't blame her. Falconpaw was really handsome. Skypaw cleared those strange thoughts out of her head. There were more important matters to deal with.

"Who are those cats down there?" She asked. It was Rainfoot, the old blueish deputy who answered her question. His voice was croaky and shook when he meowed. He should have retired to the elders den long ago.

"They call themselves Blood Fury. A group of rogues intent on taking over the clans. Their leader is called Blood. The two rogues from earlier are Claw and Fang. Twins who joined Blood Fury for the pleasure of killing. The she-cats of their group are... at the more shallow end of the pool. They're treated like dirt and-"

Mintpaw, who had been thinking deeply, suddenly spoke, cutting Rainfoot off.

"And how would you know all this?" She questioned boldly. A sharp growl rose up from the crowds. No apprentice challenged a deputy.

"Because Blood is my brother. He tried to recruit me, but I declined," came the answer.

Not many cats were surprised. Most remenbered Rainfoot's brother Redclaw. Those who were too young had heard about him from the elders, the story of Rainfoot's treacherous brother who took one of Whitestar's lives.

Mintpaw nodded, looking embarrased.

Skypaw's ears pricked up as she heard somebody coming. A broad-shouldered white tom strode in.

"Blood wants all your in training cats in the clearing now," he snarled, as if he was talking to a heap of badger droppings. Some of the warriors exchanged confused glances.

"In trainings are their apprentices." Explained Rainfoot.

Skypaw and Mintpaw found themselves being nudged outside with the other apprentices who looked equally as nervous. Especially with Blood at the bottom, his claws glinting in the midday sunlight. One by one the nervous apprentices made their way down to the center of the camp and lined up, because this seemed like the smart thing to do.

"All cats who have not been… scarred by this foolish way of life have a chance to join Blood Fury. Even she-cats. Of course, they are lesser than us toms but we need more kits if Blood Fury can grow stronger. So I have decided to recruit you. Whether you like it or not. If you are weak and soft... well, there are always hungry cats to be fed."

Beside Skypaw, Mintpaw shivered.

"Now I will give you new names. Yours are just stupid."

Blood turned to the first cat in line, Leafpaw. The small she-cat shivered as he appreached her.

"You there," he growled, looking at the tortoiseshell apprentice. "You will be Amber. Got that?" Amber nodded fearfully.

Next he targeted Blazepaw. "You will be Flicker."

He picked Falconpaw after. "You shall be Storm."

Next he moved on to Mintpaw. "Your name is Lilly." The newly named Lilly's eyes grew wide and Skypaw thought she might cry.

Goldpaw was next. "You can be Breeze."

Darkpaw looked more relaxed than the others when Blood looked looked at him.

"You are Shadow." Shadow nodded as if he were higher than Blood. It was clear Blood had noticed too because he lashed out with one paw, slicing open Shadow's nose. "Let that be a warning."

Finally, he moved on to Skypaw. He seemed to think a long time. "Let that be a warning."

"You will be...

Cliffhanger. I can't decide what to name her. Please vote on what her name should be!

Vote for...

1) Ripple

2) Silver

3) Sleet

4) Feather

5) Dove

6) Sleet

7) Mist

8) Moon

9) Ivy

10) Other. (Please specify)

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