Hello! Welcome back to Warriors High! I hope you enjoy reading!

Foxleap POV

I held out the bundle of hay to the llamas that Ivypool had managed to find in the wild. They started coming towards me, and I soon had the whole herd chasing me. Ivypool, my secret crush, jumped onto one's back and nodded, and I began running.

I led them all through the main entrance, thankful that everyone had already checked in and no staff were on the desk. They didn't check the security cameras on the first day, so I was safe.

I led them all to a never-used large closet that I had recently dubbed the Pranker's Lair. Sure, I was the esteemed pranker in the school, but I was also the Parkour master. And Ivypool was my Parkour Mistress. She had some serious skills, but nowhere near enough to beat me. She would remain the Stalker Queen.

The Pranker's Lair was filled with preposterous items that I had acquired throughout the previous year. Each of them had their own purpose in a prank, and each was valuable. Right now, they had all been moved out of llama height, and the closet was mostly filled with grass and hay for the llamas to eat, as well as a large water trough.

They came stampeding in with Ivypool on one of their backs.

"Woo!" she said, swinging off its back, "That was fun."

"You can say that again." I replied, laughing, "Don't." I added as she opened her mouth.

We walked out, locking the llamas in behind us.

Third Person POV

The corridor was empty and dark. A few lockers were open and filled with random stuff, mostly junk, but some contained useful items. A door was open to an abandoned classroom, desks and chairs lying about.

The dim lights flickered on and off with a strange buzzing sound. They outlined a shadow onto the ground from where the small figure was sat on top of a locker. His gang was yet to return from their spying mission.

His face was hidden in the shadow of his black hoodie, as was the rest of his body, but one feature stuck out on him like a fox in a snowdrift: his purple collar studded with dog teeth.

All of a sudden, people began streaming into the disused corridor. The person on the locker had focused his gaze on a large, muscular boy with black-and-white patched hair and a similar collar. Everyone had the collars, yet no one had the same amount of dog teeth on theirs as the figure and the large boy.

"Bone." the small figure called over the new cacophony of voices, his high-pitched. Everyone stopped speaking as the black-and-white haired boy stepped forwards to his leader.

"Have you successfully completed the mission?"

"Yes, Scourge." Bone replied, "We have a basic idea of the rooms and pathways of every other gang."

"Tell me." Scourge instructed.

"The Dark Forest gang have chosen a clearing in a circle of trees just inside the school's forest. It looks like it could be taken easily, and their numbers are declining. We will soon outnumber them."

Scourge laughed. "Good. Now, what about the Sly Foxes?"

"The Sly Foxes have taken the attic. We will have to be careful, they have two mercenaries that work part time for them from two of the main teams."

He nodded. "And finally…?"

"The Mountain Rogues. They seem to have resided in one of their dorms, their numbers ever depleting."

"Nice. Easy to take over. This seems to be a good year for us." Scourge cackled.

Where's a Warriors High without the gangs? For clarification, everyone is the same age except for the cats in the DoTC arc. They're the teachers. Warning in advance, the next chapter includes strange ships that shouldn't exist. See you next time, bye!