Thistlestar, the herald of Thistleclaw, sat in her den physically alone. Mentally she had a partner who never stopped whispering to her. She was to far gone by Thistleclaw's prying persuasion to see she was a conduit for his anger.
She felt the need to exit her den and rose from her nest. She walked out into the fading glow of day. Thistlestar glanced briefly over the camp.
It wasn't barren of warriors, but there wasn't much activity. She dropped down off of the ledge and walked to the entrance. Thornleap was sitting at the entrance and watched as she passed him in silence.
The she-cat harboring evil stopped at the border of Shadowclan and Thunderclan. Thistlestar gently smelled the air. It was filled with the scent of ferns, prey, and something she couldn't determine.
Thistleclaw's shadow entered her vision.
"Mapleshade. Snowtuft." Thistleclaw's icy voice rung out. Thistlestar stayed still and quiet as she waited for something to happen. She glanced fiercely to her right side as she saw movement.
A shadow similar to Thistleclaw appeared, moving through the ferns without disturbing them. Thistlestar watched the spirit with unease. As it got closer it started to make a defined shape.
It grew a low undertone of white and a long scar stretched from its ear to its underbelly. The Shadowclan leader could see where it started but not where it ended. Once converted into a cat she could tell this was a tom.
Another form appeared shortly as the previous one remained silent. This one too took on the appearance of a cat. This one became a ginger tortoiseshell she-cat. Thistlestar knew who these cats were. She looked toward Thistleclaw and waited for him to spill his plan.
"Mapleshade... Snowtuft..."He repeated, slower this time. The warriors kept their heads down. Thistleclaw circled the three cats as Thistlestar watched curiously.
"I have an order for you to follow.. we have to get rid of these descendents of the big three." He paused in his circling.
"I want you to corrupt the sisters. Once you've done that, kill Voleeye. After that, bring the she-cats here for execution." He turned to look at them properly.
"My only warning is to not act suspicious or let that pesky medicine cat apprentice spot you. If you fail, there will be no redemption." He growled deeply as he started to approach the duo.
"Mapleshade will go after the one who can see death. Snowtuft, you will persue the golden one." Thistlestar kept her ears keen as she hung onto everything he said.
The two spirits finally lifted their heads, as if awakened by the order from Thistleclaw. Without anymore exchanges, the two spirits raced off deep into Thunderclan territory.