Pitchedvoice gazed around the camp and saw and handsome young tom looking at her welcoming, she also noticed little Cloudpaw looking at the same tom with admiration. She stifled a snicker before just smiling back and padding off. This clan was disorganized, and just plain lazy, why all the cats did was just lay there on the ground like someone else was going to do all the work for them! She laughed meanly on the inside, why none of them would last a day with Ridgestar as their leader! She flicked her tail, spying on them was going to be all to easy.
She looked over to Wonderstar who was cowering at her older brothers feet, looking like a kit who had broken the rules, waiting for her punishment. It was actually sad to watch. Was anyone else seeing this? She looked around quickly, but no one either cared enough or noticed to see that their leader was not entirely safe in her own clan. Just as quickly as she had noticed it she saw Freezestone slash his little sister with his claws, but to Pitchedvoice's surprise Wonderstar didn't yell out in pain, or cry from the long slash that was now in her cheek, she stood there and took it. Pitchedvoice watched Wonderstar as she merely dipped her head at her older brother and slunk off into the shadows, like a wound was not only in her face but a dagger in her heart.
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Raggedheart stood on the edge of the territory, waiting, watching. His brown eyes unwavering. He was waiting for poor Nightpaw, the pretty jet black she-cat that everyone knew hated Cloudpaw. And Raggedheart was fixed on exploiting this. He looked for the black she-cat intently. His eyes never overlooking the smallest movement, and finally she came.
"Why am I here?" She meowed from behind Raggedheart, her soft voice took him off guard, he turned quickly, whipping her in the face with his tail.
"Sorry!" He said quickly, he wouldn't ruin this. "I just needed to talk to you." He smiled at her with his ever-so-charming smile.
He was sure she saw her sneer, something that looked awfully bad to be on her soft face. "Are you sure you wouldn't want to see one of 'ForestClan's most promising warriors'?" She said in a voice that Raggedheart guessed was supposed to sound like Wonderstar. "Because I can get Cloudpaw for you." She flicked her tail with jealousy and anger.
"Maybe I want to talk to you, and not a little-miss-perfect." He purred lightly back to Nightpaw.
"Why not? Shes pretty, smart, all the toms love her." She sighed, she had left out and that she never loses but oh well.
"But she doesn't know what its like to loose, and maybe its time someone taught her." He smiled at Nightpaw, wondering if she understood what he meant by it.
"Well..." She shuffled her paws. She looked very uncertain.
"You have a destiny Nightpaw." Raggedheart promised her kindly. "And Cloudpaw will barley compare to you, even in a toms eyes." He lifted her chin with his tail tip, so that her eyes met his. "I will train you, if you trust me." He whispered.
Raggedheart could see the conflict in her eyes, but the her anger towards Cloudpaw took over, and she nodded fiercely.
"Good, than show me your stalk." He nodded to his 'apprentice' and she did as she was told, and so began their training.
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