(None of this is canon within the forum.)
Daisypetal lay in the warm sunlight as he looked out across the flat lands, dapples of willow trees could be seen in the distance of the marshy lands. He yawned, his tail twitching with exhaustion as the heat of the sun pulsed across his pelt, warming it and making him feel drowsy from the lazy warmth. Before he could manage to fall into a lulling sleep, he pricked his head and ears at the sound of a clan meeting being called by Nightstar.
The warrior stood and padded over to the GrimClan leader, her eyes filled with an unsettling calm. He looked on with a bored expression, expecting her to declare war against one of the other clans again as she was constantly paranoid that spies were being sent into their own clan even though no such thing was occurring. He yawned just as the meeting was starting, the rest of the clan finally gathered around.
As he stared on dully towards the leader, his ears were perked and attentive in case his name was called for some reason. "Cats of GrimClan! We have a deceiver among us. One who is a spy for DarkClan!" Not a sound was spoken as everyone simply looked on with the same tired and bored expression that Daisypetal held. Nightstar's face curled into a vicious snarl, her eyes' calmness growing into pure hatred as she continued on with her speech. "This spy is a foolish apprentice."
The cream colored warrior looked back, his expression turning worried as all the apprentices tensed with anxiety. He refocused his attention on the leader, his eyes now showing how active he was with listening to her words. "This apprentice is Littlepaw!" Everyone began to murmur as they looked back to the largest of the apprentices. She was kneading the ground nervously as she flattened her tiny ears against her head some, her eyes wide with panic. But, it wasn't the panic of a guilty cat; it was the panic of a cat that knew how corrupt and insane Nightstar was.
As Daisypetal looked around at the others, he noticed many were showing off the same nervous habits while others created other, similar habits. While most seemed to panic, none spoke up. Sooner or later, a tom named Fireclaw spoke up in a fierce uncaring tone; he was a senior warrior, so Nightstar would most likely listen to what he had to say. "I say we kill that little rat immediately! We can't have her running off and telling whatever clan she's spying for anything important!" After he said this, many of the other cats yowled a loud agreement, despite most still holding a hint of nervousness in their eyes.
At first, the warrior thought about staying silent, but decided against it as he knew most of the clan felt the same way he did. "That's utterly ridiculous! Littlepaw wouldn't do such a thing! She's been a loyal cat to this clan ever since she was a kit!"
Instead of hearing the same yowls of agreement that Fireclaw had received, there was only silence before Nightstar broke it with her calm, aggressive voice. "Well, well, well. Looks like we have another spy in this clan."
Everyone stayed silent, leaving Daisypetal to look around at his clan mates nervously. He stood his ground, his voice quavering with fresh panic now that they were accusing him of spying. "W-wait! I-I would never do such a thing! Surely. . . surely you all don't believe such nonsense!"
Before anyone could reply, the horrible leader spoke up once again. "You see! He admits he is a spy! He thinks me foolish!" At that, there were murmurs once again, debate about what was happening and what will happen.
Daisypetal simply gawked as no one spoke up for neither him nor Littlepaw. He backed away some, mistrust running across his pelt and coiling around his mind. He looked from cat to cat, some looking sorrowful and apologetic towards him, others looked away from his blue eyes, and some just glared at him with mistrust.
When he found that none would speak the truth, he ran and nudged for Littlepaw to follow. As the two ran across the moor, he heard the vicious, angry yowl of Nightstar. "Get them! Kill them!" Soon, paw steps could be heard pounding after them, slowly gaining on the two, their breath sharp and quick with fear. Before they could cross over into another clan's territory for possible safety, the senior warriors that were chasing them caught up and surrounded them. Before the warrior could help the apprentice escape, Fireclaw delivered a swift kill to the young she-cat.
Daisypetal stood in shock before flinging him at the tom out of pure rage, digging his claws into the senior warrior until he fell limp. The others immediately leaped at the lower ranked warrior, allowing him to flee amidst the chaos of the battling senior warriors.
As he was nearing the scent line out of GrimClan, he heard a yowl of outrage. Before he could manage to cross the border, he felt a sharp pain land squarely on his shoulders as he was pinned to the ground. He looked up, the pain of claws digging into his back causing him to grit his teeth with agony. When he saw who had trapped him, his eyes widened with panic; it was Nightstar. Before he could let out a yowl to plead for mercy, he felt her vicious fangs dig into his neck. As he slowly became unconscious, the leader whispered something vaguely in his ear. "No traitor lives."
