_-='Chapter Two'=-_
Emberkit and Graykit padded through the forest.
They headed toward north,
the stench of the thunderpath grew stronger,
and the roar of the monsters was deafening.
They reached the edge of the thunderpath,
Graykit wrinkled his nose at the foul scent.
Emberkit crouched at the edge, saying nothing.
A monster passed and Emberkit darted across,
Graykit stayed there, eventually Emberkit flicked her tail tip to signal him to come too.
Once he crossed they continued their trek, Graykit's paws ached, but Emberkit didn't slow down.
The scent of cats grew stronger, indicating that they were getting close to ShadowClan camp.
They hid in a patch of heather, which would mask their scent.
Emberkit started explaining to Graykit what to do,
"When ShadowClan is distracted, steal some prey and try not to grab any crow-food.
Make sure you're not caught."
Graykit gulped and prepared himself mentally for the task,
stealing prey from another clan? It was against the code,
everything The Friendship Group was doing was against the code.
Emberkit flicked her tail as a signal to go, he darted in and out,
grabbing as much as he can.
He dropped what he managed to grab in front of Emberkit, she started inspecting the four pieces of prey,
she separted one of the pieces from the pile.
"Crow-food."
The aggressive she-cat growled,
"You did okay. Grab the good pieces and follow me."
She led the way back to camp,
Graykit dropped a piece of fresh-kill as he raced across the thunderpath,
Emberkit glared at him for a brief moment then continued to lead him back to the rock.