Indifferent Observer

[eagleflight]

To the eyes of the most keen observer, the forest was never still, but to the eyes of the abandoned and hated, every movement was something to be avoided. Deadblood watched the LedgeClan territory from a spot near the snow line on the mountain, his acid green eyes alert for anything that would betray the prescence of another cat.

[Shadowstorm]

A cat padded up to the moutian ledge and came up behind Deadblood. "Hello Deadblood," it meowed. "I have been looking for you." The cat then sat next to the other tom. It look of into LedgeClan territory. "You may not know me," it meowed. "I am Blacknight. A rouge like you."

[eagleflight]

"What do you want?" Deadblood growled dully without moving his head to look at him. His eyes flashed, annoyed at the rogue's intrusion.

[Shadowstorm]

"I'll tell you what I want!" Blacknight hissed back. "A simple alliance. I plan to rebel against the Clans and StarClan, and run them out of this forest." He then calmed himself down and licked his fur flat.

[eagleflight]

"And why should I trust you?" Deadblood meowed quietly, at last turning to look at Blacknight. His eyes were dark and suspicious.

[Shadowstorm]

"Why should you trust anyone else?" Blacknight meowed simply. "I could to you to ask for your help. Help to take revenge on StarClan and the other clans. Have they not done something to you that you want to take revenge on?" He then glanced up to the sky. Twilightfeather, he thought. What can I do to persuade him?

A voice, that only Blacknight could hear, then whispered back, "Tell him about me...." The voice was the voice of his dead mate, Twilightfeather.

[Willowstar]

Zarrin pushed through the brambles and entered the clearing where the other cats were. He sat and looked at both of them with a wicked smile. "Hello there." he growled menacingly.