At the edge of the Thunderpath, separating ShadowClan and ThunderClan stood two cats, one sat motionless, gazing out towards the forest across the Thunderpath, his gaze unfaltering. His companion was pacing up and down a little way off, the dark tabby flicking his tail crossly as Monsters raced up and down the vile smelling river of black stone. An owl hooted in the distant pines going on it's nightly hunt, causing the dark tabby to stop his pacing a keep an eye out for the creature. Movement on the other side of the Thunderpath caused the two cats to prick their ears, the ferns parted revealing a young rabbit. The two cats sighed and went back to waiting, the dark tabby resumed his pacing.

"Patience Shadeheart, they will come." The first cat mewed to the younger tom.

"We've been out here since moonrise Lionstar!" Shadeheart hissed.

"We have not, we've only been here since moonhigh." Lionstar replied.

"And why are we even out here? We should be in our nests!" Shadeheart spat, clawing at the soft ground.

"You know as well as I do, ThunderClan has been stealing prey, we need to catch them in the act." Lionstar said, returning to his gazing.

"Says you! I don't have to sit around and wait for cats who aren't going to show their faces!" Shadeheart hissed.

"Yes you will, I'm your leader, Shadeheart! My word is law." Lionstar growled, rising to his paws and glared at the young warrior.

"Oh no, Lionstar, you see your no leader! All this talk about peace among the Clans? We should be enslaving the other Clans! With ShadowClan the supreme leader, kill the other three leaders, stationing our strongest and most blood-thirsty cats as spies! We could rule the whole forest!" Shadeheart yowled.

The old cat looked at the younger tom in stunned shock, before it was replaced with rage.

"How dare you think like that! There has always been four Clans with no Clan holding another hostage! It is unthinkable! I don't want to hear another word of this spoken out loud again! You are not a leader, you will never be a leader and you cannot make a leader think the way you do!" Lionstar hissed.

"Oh that's where you are wrong you old bat! I'm going to be the leader of ShadowClan and your not going to get in my way." Shadeheart hissed, leaping at the golden leader and raking his claws down his face, his claws hitting his opponents eyes.

Lionstar yowled in pain, paws at his ruined eyes, shaking scarlet drops of blood off his face, and into the bracken.

Shadeheart laughed, "What's the matter Old Bat? Can't you see me?" He mocked, leaping at the old tom and barreling him to the very edge of the Thunderpath, holding the struggling tom to the ground waiting for his chance. He didn't have to wait very long.

"Do me a favor, greet your precious daughter and both of you pray that I don't murder that little weak scrap of fur she kitted, good thing I murdered her before she could bring more kits into this world." Shadeheart growled, flipping onto his back, heaving the old blind tom onto his chest and using his hind legs, kicked the leader onto the Thunderpath, listening as a monster roared past. The resounding 'thump' told that the monster hit it's mark. The tabby tom stalked out to view his handiwork.

"One down, one more possibly two to go." He growled gleefully, and stalked back to camp.