Amitta

"There are traitors among us, and you know it!" "Who is to say that they haven't already infiltrated our clan?" "Are you suggesting that any single one of us could be one of them?" "I very well might be! Do you have a problem with that?" "Nuh uh. Not unless you do, which would seem rather fishy to me." "Don't you dare spin this on m-" I rose from my resting spot, fur bristling and an undoubtedly furious look on my face. "Will you just all shut your traps for two seconds?" I huffed, taking in a deep breath as I stepped towards both of them. Why anyone would even waste their time arguing with their one and only elder, he had no idea.

I'm so stupid, Swiftstep thought, freezing and then leaping into the air as a clap of thunder echoed, carried by the winds. Very, very incredibly stupid. The young tom was literally shaking to the bone, stalking through the undergrowth while mumbling things under his breath. His dark gray fur was soggy and so soaked with water that it appeared black. Swiftstep could barely walk a few steps before his paws would sink into the churning mud below. He had had a purpose when setting out. You see, he had run into Pantherstar many moons back. The tom was a leader of a bunch of rough and strong cats who proudly called themselves warriors. NightCl