I was just about to forget this story once again. Sowee!
Chapter 8
Twilightshadow raised her head high. "It has come to our attention that our new leader-" she spat out the last word like it was venom- "has perhaps... brewed up trouble for Silentfoot. But that is not all."
Below her, the crowd was ooing and ahhing to the sound of her voice. Only some were actually listening. The rest were enchanted by her magical spell of words.
"When I went to the Moonstone to sort this whole mystery out," Twilightshadow continued explaining, "I was greeted with a terrible, horrible sight: the death of the very piece of stone that connects the living world to StarClan. Without it... we are doomed, and especially with Fieryfoot and EveningClan these days..."
There was absolute silence.
Until someone finally spoke up.
"Let me take a moment to explain," a familiar voice piped up from the back of the large crowd. Twilightshadow gasped. It was a reddish-brown tom, with bulky shoulders and a large, handsome frame. "It must be said that not all is as it appears."
"Fieryfoot?" Twilightshadow growled, anger filling her voice. "I know what you did. Where is... where is Silentfoot? If you harmed her or interacted with her in any shape or form, you will be dead to me. Then, you will actually be dead." Her claws unsheathed.
The crowd was silent. Most of them liked Twilightshadow, except for the darkest of villains, but now, Fieryfoot was the one speaking. "My name is Fierystar now," he sneered. "StarClan gave me my new name and nine lives long before you arrived."
Twilightshadow was still. Her teeth were still itching themselves to be sunk into flesh, but somehow, she held back. "I did not see you there," she replied, trying not to sound perplexed, not that she was actually perplexed.
Fierystar smiled, one that had none of its former handsomeness but now held nothing but pure evil. "Get her," he spat out. "She is a prisoner now. Banish this disgrace to the Land of the Bound Souls. I will discuss what will happen to her later."
