Chapter 2: Clan Consequences

Squirrelstar- who had her name stripped to just Squirrelflight - sat depressed at the celebratory dinner. The grilled cheese kitty moped as she munched a scrawny mouse from the bottom of the fresh-kill pile. Cats were getting hyper on catnip and playing spin the bottle and such. But, Squirrelflight sat alone.

The nip-powered spin the bottle game was interrupted by the new Squirrelstar's whistle.

"How can he even do a whistle?" Squirrelflight questioned. She was promptly shushed by Brackenfur.

"Attention my wonderful SquirrelClan!" Squirrelstar announced. Squirrelflight growled at that new name. "Recently, I have decided to make some personnel changes." His eyes were directed to his less-attractive female look-alike.

Every cat stared at Squirrelflight as well. Within a matter of minutes, they had become 100% obedient towards the new Squirrelstar.

"So, my primary objective with these very important personnel changes I have in mind-" Squirrelstar rattled on.

"Get to the point already." Squirrelflight's loud grumble broke through the crowd's silence.

The leader rolled his green eyes. "Fine… I want to banish Squirrelflight from the Clan."

"Gasp!" All of the cats gasped. Leafpool, who was carrying in more catnip for the party, was startled, causing each leaf to cover her in a poncho of herbs.

"Well," Lionblaze chuckled, the catnip obviously entering his system. "I guess that's why they call you Leafpool."

"Lionblaze, I will ground you straight to the Dark Forest if you make that pun again." The sub-medicine cat growled, her body twitching.

Squirrelstar cleared his throat. "Ahem. As I was saying, I wish to banish Squirrelflight from SquirrelClan because she has made no contributions thus far."

"Purdy hasn't contributed either!" Squirrelflight pointed to the elder who was doing absolutely nothing.

"We can't just dispose of elders! They tell nice stories and we need them to cross the street politely." The squirrel-cat delicately stroked the elder who was, miraculously, still alive.

Squirrelflight was unable to create any counter arguments (except for "Ummm… But.. Ummm..", but that doesn't really count) against her fuzzy foe. She had lost.

"So, without any further interruptions," The squirrel-tom was getting impatient. "Let us proceed with the banishment." He bared his feline fangs at the word "banishment".

"B-banishment?" A youth tom bit his claw nails. "You mean, what they did in the olden days?"

Brackenfur rolled his eyes. "You mean book 3? You just flat out called me old."

That was when Leafpool sprang into action. She knocked off her entire catnip garb and faced Squirrelstar. "Well, Mr. Squirrel. If you banish Squirrelflight, then you have to banish me!" She was ready to defend her sister, even at the risk of her medicine cat career.

Instead of reconsidering, Squirrelstar clicked on a pen and swiped Leafpool off of a list. "With pleasure! Jayfeather and Alderheart can handle the job just fine."

Leafpool stiffly fell to the ground in defeat, as if she wasn't a living thing. She had gotten herself and her sister kicked out. However, Squirrelflight had one final point.

"I still have children to raise!" The grilled-cheese she-cat gripped her children in a tight squeeze. "I have to stay!"

"We're grown cats, mom!" Sparkpelt spoke through a squished muzzle.

"Sparkpelt makes a firm point. Your argument is invalid." Squirrelstar continuously scribbled out the she-cat's name. Jayfeather, who was pushing Alderheart's nest outside, sighed and pushed the nest back in.

"So…." Squirrelstar twiddled his claws. "Buh-bye!"

The two sisters were kicked on their behinds outside of "SquirrelClan". The Clan was silent for not even a minute before party music was turned back on. More cats were loudly running rampant around camp, adding catmint to their mixture of crazy fuel.

"Welp. I guess we're kicked out." Leafpool rose from the ground, brushing dirt off of her same color pelt.

"No dip, Sherlock." Squirrelflight rolled her gecko green eyes and swept some dust out of her grilled cheese fluff. "You think I wouldn't notice when I'm kicked out on my fuzzy cheddar-colored behind?"

Leafpool's eye whiskers batted furiously. "Okay, I lost my job in an attempt to save your fuzzy behind. Can't I get any sympathy, you-"

The sister fight was interrupted by a tom's yowling. It didn't seem to be coming from the party-filled camp.

They turned to see a massive solid black tom with piercing yellow eyes and that emo fur hair thing from certain Warriors art styles.

The two-she cats drooled. "When we were kicked out, did we die and go to StarClan?" Squirrelflight swooned.

The tom brushed his emo fur out of his eye, making sure he was seeing the fawning she-cats correctly. Unfortunately, his eyes were correct. Two she-cats wanted him as their mate, indicated by their current chatter.

"I'm so glad that I got fired from medicine cat-hood!" Leafpool squealed.

"And I'm so glad that Bramblestar's dead!" Squirrelflight mewed in response.

The emo tom finally spoke in his monotone voice. "You guys are crazy."

Leafpool and Squirrelflight turned to face the tom.

The grilled-cheese she-cat nearly choked on her excited laughter. "Pfft. Of course we're crazy. We're crazy for you!" Her voice went up an octave.

"Stop. Please." The tom faced away from them and whipped them across their faces with his bold black tail.

"Ow!" Squirrelflight rubbed her cheek.

"It was for your own good. If I catch you fawning over me again, I will murder you." The tom snarled.

"Oooh… A bad b-" Leafpool's flirting was cut off by Squirrelflight nervously slapping her tail over her mouth.

"W-what Leafpool was trying to say was," Squirrelflight gave her sister a quick glare. "'What is your name, mysterious stranger?' Yep. That's what she was trying to say. Yeah." Her nerves and anxiety began to kick up.

"Well, if you have to know," The tom flipped his emo fur, requiring Leafpool's mouth to be covered to prevent her from squealing and getting murdered. "The name's Edgystar. Just Edgystar."

Leafpool almost chimed in with a question before being interrupted by Edgystar. "And before you ask, yes. I am a rogue. Yes, I know that "star" is a suffix reserved for clan leaders chosen by StarClan. And no, I don't care because I do what I want!" He nearly broke into a snarl.

"Uh, uh, I understand, hot stu-" Squirrelflight's claws were quickly pinned into Leafpool's spine. "I-I mean Edgystar."

"Good," Edgystar nodded. "Now, follow me to the rogue shelter. It's way edgier than the forest floor."