The harsh leaf-bare air pulled at the ginger toms pelt. He growled and shook his head. The moon sparkled in the distance, the stars didn't show their faces here.

They never, ever did. He crept along the weak scented boarder, gingerly setting his paws in the snow, than shaking them as soon as they hit the air.

His dark green eyes sparkled with menace as he padded into the territory of ShadowClan. Hopefully he would find Pineshadow with ease. There was some very important... Information yes that was the right word, information for the cat acting as leader.

Firescar narrowed his eyes as the looming pine trees towered over his head. There was going to be a gathering soon, hopefully no cat would be dumb enough and get killed this time. It was always so.. Bloody when it happened.

Firescar smiled, he was pleased by the way things were turning out, after the dark forest attack, his grandfather was accepted into the clan, that was when everything changed.

The dark forest took many moons planning their second attack, they started killing off the really old cats first, and than they recruited rouges for the attack, training them to the bone.

Sooner or later, they recruited Treestar, and when he agreed, they launched an attack on the clans. The clans fought hard, but they didn't come together, and their precious StarClan wasn't there to protect them this time. The dark forest had now ruled peacefully for the last two generations.

The clans lived in fear most of the time, except during greenleaf, when the rules were a slight bit more relaxed. Firescars mouth turned into a smirk, those fox-dung, mouse brains had it coming. Forcing the Dark forest cats to live in the shadows for so long. Making them live like rotten animals when they died.

All because of a hunger for power or a thirst for revenge they had in life. Firescar approached the ShadowClan camp. He could smell the clan before he saw it. The prey must have been scare if they had been out this often around the camp.

Firescar snarled, he hoped that they didn't have to take their food. Silently, he ducked his head, going into ShadowClans camp.

He slowly let out a yowl, signalling his arrival to Pineshadow.

"Who?" A sleepy voice came from the den at the far edge of the camp.

"It's me," Firescar declared, "Firescar"

Pineshadow scrambled out of his den and glanced at Firescars ear, he hated when cats did that. Looking at him like some kind of monster. The large dark tabby tom walked towards him, waving his kinky tail back and forth.

"What is it?" Pineshadow asked, Eclipsepaw came up behind him,

"Hello Firescar," she said, her eyes bright in the moon light.

"I bring news from Blizzardstar," the ginger tom informed the pair. Eclipsepaws eyes widened,

"Is my mother alright?" She blurted

Pineshadow scowled at her. He than turned his hard green gaze to Firescar.

"Every cat is fine, but we all could use a bit more prey," Firescar said gently to the small apprentice.

"Okay, get on with the news than," Pineshadow said sternly, his paws working at the stone frozen ground.

"The time for the games is approaching," Firescar said with a small smirk.

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