
[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 465px; height: auto; text-align:justify;font-size:11px;]Voletail no longer trusted his mate. She had murdered other cats, and felt no remorse. She had banished his clanmates from her land, solely because they did not want to conform to her anti-StarClan ways. And he was fed up with it. Luckily, he was not the only animal to feel this way.
The deputy had sent three cats out to deliver invitations. One to Gwenivere, one to Lemurtail, and one to Silverlinings. All of them had left the clan after the changes were made, and he knew that they wanted the same thing that he did. If he could convince them, he would ask if they wanted to help him carry out his missions. Hopefully they would all accept, as he did not trust any of his current clanmates. They had all been brainwashed, and they would report him for being a traitor for sure.
He was not in his clan's territory. In fact, he was far away from it. It was late at night, and he was at the mouth of a cave, looking for them. If he was lucky, they would be arriving soon. There was a lot to discuss, and he needed to see if they could help him. One cat could not defend themselves against an army of the evil deceased.