A light snow drifted down from the clouds as a cold wind wafted through the grass. Quillstar was waiting for the patrol to return to camp, hopeful to see them with prey. Leaf bare was harsh, and left them hungry, but he was warmed by the thought of his mate on the patrol.

A loud yowl was heard a few moments later, Featherbreeze charged into camp. She was wounded and was panting heavily. "There's.. Rogues.. Quillstar.." Featherbreeze meowed between pants. He stared at his warrior in shock, "Surely this isn't that serious. There must be at most maybe seven?" He asked sounding doubtful. She shook her head fearfully. "No.. Too many to count.." She meowed with a horrified look. Then there was another yowl. He glanced up seeing the rest of the patrol enter camp, grief and horror in their gazes. "What's wrong?" He asked the rest of the patrol. "There were rogues Quillstar.. They killed Vixenmask.." Dewfoot meowed sadly.

Quillstar sat staring numbly at his deceased mate. He felt some cat nudge him softly. "SwiftClan is here.. All of them." His deputy meowed calmly. He nodded padding up to Driftstar, "Why is your whole clan here?" He asked simply. "There was a rogue attack.. There were too many to count.. They fought like I've never seen, and we had to retreat.. Maybe we can take them on as one.." She meowed hopefully. Quillstar sighed, "I must think about this.." He meowed simply, and Driftstar nodded.

Quillstar returned to Driftstar, giving a small nod, "EmberClan shall join with SwiftClan." He meowed coolly. She nodded, and he silently returned to his mates side. "Vixenmask.. I shall avenge you.." He murmured. A small shadow passed over the moon, and quickly left but not before a yowl to attack. The clans instantly woke, ready to fight this Unkown enemy.

There was a loud shriek and Quillstar turned towards the sound. Then there was a loud yowl, "Capture the leaders, and don't kill more than you need to get them. We'll show these measly Clan cats we're more than rogues!" He shouted. The rogues fought mercilessly to Driftstar and Quillstar, quickly grabbing them during the fight and the rogues kept the leaders pinned.

The leader of the rogues stood with the others holding the leaders down. "Dread, Stain, pin down the deputies please." He meowed simply. The two nodded and Quillstar squirmed under the toms grasp. The leader sighed, "Now.. My name is Blade.." He said loudly, "and I have come to.. Rid of your puny ways." He finished. Quillstar growled, "Us leaders have nine lives, you can't kill us." Blade laughed softly, "I shall kill you to show my authority over all of you." He growled. Driftstar raked at her holders belly, but he simply spat at her, and raked her throat.

Blade growled and unleashed his claws. There was a loud screech, as Driftstar convulsed as she started to lose her lives. Quillstar's eyes widened as the rogue released Driftstar, as her head rolled to the side, as the light faded from her eyes for the final time. He stared at the rogue cat, as he turned to him. His claws glistened with blood, as he stared at Quillstar. "Let it be known, this Clan is SharpClan now, and if you break the laws I put in place, the punishment is death." He meowed coldly. "To put all of this into place, I shall kill Quillstar, and your deputies." He said.

He turned back to Quillstar, and his claws sunk into his throat. He released Quillstar, letting him fall on to his side. He spasmed as the he lost life after life, and then the light faded from his eyes. The cats gaped at him, and he growled. "This Clan is now known SharpClan. I shall be Sharpstar." He snarled a challenge and no cat replied. "And this is the Era of SharpClan!" He yowled.

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