N/A So, here we have the second chapter, thanks you all who reviewed.
In reply to Paint the Wolf: Hmm, Ivypool eating her own clanmates. Now that's creepy *Psychotic eyes* Hehehe, (Well this is T so maybe not.) But it's very interesting you say thatLets go!
Velly
Chapter 1 Day 1
Ivypool's PoV
He was terrifying, like a cat from one of those great clans, yet, none of them looked like this. "Shall I tell you the rules?" He asked rhetorically. "Well, this is the clan, welcome, from now on all fifteen of you will be living here. Here-" He paused to sit "Is the town centre, each day you shall meet here, and each night, you shall go to sleep in your dens, there will always be prey provided so don't worry, though…" He trailed off beside me, I heard Dovewing snarl "What." 'The Host' did a toothy smile again, seemingly pleased he had our attention.
"Don't eat the berries in the centre, their death berries you know, anyway, I'll explain that to you tomorrow. I should tell you about roles before it gets dark." I glanced up, sure enough, moonrise was approaching how did time move so fast, it seemed only a few minutes ago that it was sunrise.
"Listen to me Ivypool."
"Ah, sorry." I shook slightly. 'The Host' seemed to ignore me.
"I will give you each a piece of moss, on the moss will state your role and how to use it."
"Role?" Firestar questioned
"For the game of course." 'The Host purred' "You and your team mates, if you have any that is, will have to work together to kill the opposition."
Silence. Horror evident on our faces, ears pulled back and tails between our legs.
"What!" Berrynose spat "I'm not killing anyone here." 'The Host' strode to him and raised a claw to his chin, Berrynose froze.
"We'll see tomorrow if anyone has killed, shall we?" With that he walked to each of us, giving up a piece of moss. As mine fell to my feet, face down, I turned it over hesitantly with a claw and shook as I realised what it said. Looking around I can see it wasn't just me who looked terrified. Almost everyone was. Almost. I don't want to be this role, I don't want to hurt anyone.
?'s PoV
Ah how interesting, perhaps why I can remember so little, the moss in front of me reads amnesiac, a cat suffering from amnesia who does not remember who they were. Hmm how strange, apparently once I remember who I was I have to help that team. I hate to admit it but I'm worried, this seems to be a good thing, apparently I can win with any cat but… if it says any cat, doesn't that mean other others will turn on each other. In my stomach I feel a sickening feeling. Please no…
?'s PoV
Rogue? I flip the moss over, confused, it describes the role under the name as an obsessed affiliate who wants to see their target be publicly executed. So I have to get the cat killed, I guess with the death berries, I shiver, who's my target. As I glance I see a name appear on the most No please no… I don't want them to die, I don't want to have to kill my own kin!
3rd person
'The Host' watched with satisfaction and the cats glanced distraught at each other and the moss in front of them. Mousefur stepped forward and snarled "Why should we do what you say?" 'The Host' made a strange, almost cackling noise.
"What I say?" He thrashed his tail "This isn't what I say, this is what you say, instinct, now, goodnight, clan" He leapt into the trees, his black pelt shimmering in the moonlight which had already appeared over the peaks of the trees.
A/N So a new character... The Host is actually a black Panther. You'll find out a bit more about him later, shall we say.
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