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Flightpaw

"SHARK!" a voice snarled, whoever it was, it wasn't any cat in the clearing. Bog flinched and scooted backwards; Flash let out a yelp and sprang away from the reed walls, next to his uncle. Even huge Shark cringed when he heard the voice. In a heartbeat, a white she-cat with sharp, milk-colored eyes stalked into the clearing, stepping neatly around Sinewpaws' limp body.

"YOU IMBACILE!" Amy roared again in my brothers face, the larger tom shrank back under her furious gaze and fattening his ears onto his head as he stared at her, "WHY IN THE SEVEN CIRCLES OF HELL (sorry) DID YOU DO THAT!" Shark opened and closed his mouth a few times, trying to say something when Amy struck him on the side of his face, claws unsheathed and ripping from his ear to lower jaw, "YOU RUINED THE WRATHS PLAN!"

Shark tremble even more now, and for a moment he looked even smaller then me. Crimson blood dripped down his jaw and landed on the ground and on his long claws. Flash blinked and trembled, to terrified to come to his cousins' aid. Amy spun around, stalking back and forth, pacing madly. I gulped and she spun around to me, milk eyes narrowing.

"You are the Flightpaw-cat, right?" she growled, stalking closer, I could see why Shark scared her so much, staring into her milky eye, it seemed like she was made almost of nothing by pure white clouds, white clouds that flashed and thundered like thunderstorms. All at once, Amy bowed her head to me, "Forgive me for my curtness, earlier." She meowed, and then brought her head back up.

"Before we get moving, I have to tell you more of the rogues." She meowed. She knelt, tucking her paws under her and letting loose a sigh. Flightpaw wondered how she made it through the swamp without getting killed. Amy twisted around and licked a reddened scratch on her pink skin.

"How'd you get that?" I found myself asking suddenly. I at once flinched, expecting her to turn and claw off my nose in anger, but instead she yawned and stretched, casting a hateful glare strait at Shark, Bog, and Flash before licking her paw to draw it over her ear.

"To be perfectly truthful, I got it in a tangle with a fox on the way here." Bog and Flash let out a small gasp while Shark sniffed and turned his head to the side. Flightpaw blinked, confused, and Amy let out a sigh before explaining.

"Flightpaw, I come from a long, long line of, well, how do you say it? Kittypets. Yes, most of them are deaf or very pale gray, and every few generations, one of us is born blind. In this case, it was me." She curled her lip, baring her teeth and narrowing her eyes, "those disgusting Twolegs decided to name me after their disgusting kit; and forever I was branded with the horrible name." she snickered now, "Honestly now, what ferocious warrior has the name Amy? It's pathetic. But anyway, I escaped and learned to fight, and became the best one besides the Wrath."

"But, who is the Wrath?" I meowed, eyes wide. I felt much more comfortable around her now; she seemed nice under her snappy and challenging exterior.

"Ah," meowed Amy, smiling, "the Wrath learns us right under the Creator." She smiled, "And the Creator names all of his kin after himself. Pride, Fibs, Gossip, they are all connected to him, and only one cat raises himself between the Wrath and the Creator." Amy grinned darkly now, "And that is you, Flightpaw." I blinked in shock, "Your father here was once named Cruelty, but he ran away from the Creator, and became Bog. Many seasons before met your mother, he was told, his daughter would stand between the Wrath and the Creator. We need you to fill that position now and help us destroy the four Clans, so that the Creator will die in peace."

"But who is this Creator?" I meowed again, a little flustered, "I want to know who he is before I fight him."

Amy grinned now, "Like you he was brought back to life in the body of one of his descendants. It is his sixth season coming back to life now and his name is-" Flash abruptly stood up and left the clearing. Amy glared at him as he passed, and then turned back to me, "What I was going to say is, his name is Tigerstar."