BlueClan challenge.
They say it was not my fault. But it was. I did it. I killed the leader. I burned the camp. I growled and sneered and howled at every cat who opposed me. I was the villain. Here in the Dark Forest now, they know it was my fault. We are not expected to be sad about our sins. Yet once again, I am the exception. I sit there, watching the other "villains." Wondering how they decide who is good and who is evil. Either way, I am the villain, I know. And I have my scars to prove it.
