Sorry guys I've had writer's block on this story for a LONG time. I hope this doesn't turn out to be too horrible.

Chapter 7- Darkrose's POV

Everything about them feels wrong. Their attitude, even their smell. Musky and dank, like the ground. Now I understood why Honeycloud flinched every time we wished we had a brother. But she was too good. Our whole lives had basically been a lie. "Your father died from lack of air, because he flew too high" she says. "You don't need a brother" she says. All a lie. Lies, lies, lies. They spin their webs across cats and rip them apart inside. Cloudstar will never understand the purpose of lies. To free the captive. That is what lies are for.
"Help!" A cat called.
Well, that was one of the longest breaks in my career. Because every cat here is an idiot.