Featherpaw padded through the night, Bumblepaw next to her.

"Feather! Bee! Over here!" Feather turned in the direction of the hiss.

"Titan. There you are. How are you?" Feather touched noses with the large black tom.

"Good, my love. Bee? How are you?" Titan turned to Bee.

"I'm doing fine, Titan. So, what's the plan?" Bee dipped his head politely.

"Come. We'll go to the Twolegplace. We sometimes go into a alley. The houses around there are abandoned, don't worry." Titan added with a glance at Feather. Feather followed after him, their pelts brushing.

"Be careful, love. There are dogs around here." Titan stood protectively in front of her.

"I'll be fine, Titan. Let's just go quickly before one scents us." Feather nuzzled him affectionately. The rogue cats turned a corner, into a dusty alleyway.

"Feather, eat. You need to be healthy for our kits." Titan flicked his tail towards a pile of fresh-kill. Feather picked out a pigeon and began to eat. Titan jumped onto a garbage can, flicking his tail for silence.

"We all know the clans are terrible. The cats are weak and stupid. We must get rid of all the cats so we can have their territory. Am I correct?" Titan asked, glancing around the the gathered cats who let out murmurs of agreement.

"Then, gather close, so I can tell you my plans. You too, love. You won't be fighting, of course, since you're very young but also because you're carrying our kits. I wouldn't want anything to happen to them.

"Alright, Titan. I'm coming, my love." Feather heaved herself to her feet and crouched down beside Titan, who licked her head in affection.

"The clans will die and we will rule over the land, spreading terror to our enemies!" Titan snarled and the rogues took up his cry, even Bumblepaw and Featherpaw.