Post by Poisonstar on Jan 18, 2011 21:21:46 GMT -8
They're Going To Kill Us All, One By One...
Imagine life, hope, peace, and harmony. They didn't know those feelings. But they were willing to kill for them. They were willing to massacre four clans to achieve what they believed to be peace. But they were killers. They had hearts as cold as ice, and their leader's was even colder. So cold it was hot. Hot and sticky. Like blood. Like pain. Like DoomClan. This clan is made of the toughest of rouges, and the meanest of clan cats. But their leader(and they) have one purpose-death. Not just any death. Death to ThunderClan, RiverClan, WindClan, and ShadowClan. They wouldn't even spare a kit. Would you?
Currently, the clans are also in a battle mood. They are smelling cats on their territory, with bones of prey next to them. This was a major insult to them, so they were ready to fight the clan they accused. The leaders knew what was going to happen. A big, bloody battle with cats' bodies lying motionless on the greenleaf grass. Darkness was in everyones' hearts-even cats with the purest of heart were starting to feel fairly different-ready to kill. The clans are currently against each other, but the time will come when they will have to unite as one in order to protect their homes from the treacherous DoomClan.
