(Foxtail's POV)
Foxtail was sore, her wounds had stopped bleeding. The moss was red with blood. The herbs were gone, a tiny, little mouse was taking its place, plus a bit of wet moss.
She slurped up the water and tried to savor the mouse, but it was gone in two bites. She tried to lick any juice off her lips, then started licking her wounds, the one that hurt the most was in one in her shoulder where Sparrowflight had bit her.
Once she finished cleaning her wounds she circled her "den." She was bored and worried and scared and angry. She ripped at the side of the den imagining it was Rockclaw. BUt she quickly hit rock and stopped.
Hunger was eating her stomach. She looked for anything to eat, just a tiny morsel would do. After a bit she found a worm, it looked all slimy and disgusting, but she grabbed it with her claw.
It climbed around her paw, and seemed pretty innocent...until it bit her. She hissed and threw it off, it flew across the den and landed on a rock, it didn't move again. She ate it and thanked StarClan for its life. It tasted horrible, like... she had nothing to describe how bad it was.
But the tiny insect didn't make the slightest difference on her hunger. Then she heard a little patter of rain. Soon it was pounding down, the water leaked through the rock. The rock shifted and creaked, she yelped and dove into a small tunnel she had dug.
The rock landed with a loud thud. Foxtail's fur was on end, she was now trapped in a small tunnel, with a rock in front of her behind her and on her sides. So many rocks. She didn't know how long it was before the dirt above her collapsed in. As she thought that the dirt fell on her back and in front of her.
She yowled for help and before she knew it was surrounded by darkness.
(Shadowfang's POV)
Shadowfang gazed out at all the rogues. It looked as if a whole clan had come.
"Hello." He said "I'm Shadowfang, and this is Rabbitleg and Splashfang. We are in a group called the clan killers." The rogues murmured to each other. "We are trying to destroy the clans and create a whole new system with better ideas and larger lands. But, we need more cats to defeat the clans. That's where you come in, with your help we can overthrow the clans once and for all!"
The rogues cheered.
"Ok, talk to one of us if you'd like to rip the clan lovers throats out!"
The rouges rushed forward. Soon all three clan killers were overtaken, and finally everyone had been sorted out. Only a queen and a few kits stayed behind.
Rabbitleg lead the way back she was the quickest and got them there by sundown. Shadowfang took the lead and marched into the camp. The clankilers gazed in awe at the rogues. Some cheered, rain was falling lightly but a storm was coming. Grapplelight came up to Shadowfang.
"Show them around, Rabbitleg. She said, Rabbitleg nodded quickly and rushed away to show the rogues around. Grapplelight gestured to her den and lead Shadowfang in.
"That's all! A bunch of rogues! I said we needed a lot of cats! Not a small group!" She snapped and unsheathed her very sharp claws.
Shadowfang shrunk down to the ground. "It seems like a pretty big group." He said in a small voice.
"IT'S A TINY GROUP YOU MOUSE-BRAINED, SAD EXCUSE FOR A CAT!" Grapplelight roared.
Shadowfang nodded. "I'll k-k-keep looking G-G-Grapplelight."
"YOU BETTER KEEP LOOKING, NOW GET YOUR SORRY TAIL OUTTA HERE!"
Shadowfang darted away where he stood was the strong aroma of fear.
Thanks for the reveiws! I'm going to change the name of this story to Foxtail's Peril in a few days so keep that in mind! Oh, also I changed my pen name to Whale Wars! Thanks!
