Frostclan

(I'm got the idea from the music I've been listening to, don't call the cops! I made a profile for Bandit, making ones for the others.

"Stay with us please, be nice." He smiled at her, directing her to the side of the cave near the queen and her kits. "Be a good girl." He whispered into her ear kindly and walked away, leaving the other cats in a state of shock. "Bandit, I think we should let her go, she doesn't belong here." The grey cat didn't stop, and instead just ignored the statement. The others shrugged it off, but Grace starred on in bewilderment at the leader. Then running over to Willowblaze, "What was that, what did he say?"

Grace looked at her sympathetically, "Don't worry, he says that to all of us when he takes us in." She smiled and tried to comfort the warrior. "If you're here, you must have let him know that you weren't happy where you were, he only takes you in if you say something like that, he says that he takes cats when they make a wish for him." She pressed against Willowblaze, "Percy is my brother, you know, we were both born by the two-leg place as strays. After our mother died and we ventured out into the forest, I heard about the clans, we had been told the stories for out entire lives. The legends of leaders with nine lives, warriors that would fight for their clan until they died." She purred, "I wanted to join, but Percy didn't care, he just wanted a family. That was when Bandit showed up, and he told us the truth about the clans. When we heard, we were in tears, and that was when he offered to take us in." Purring again, she sat up, "We've been living here ever since, watching as he took in more cats and let them see the truth in the waters." She gestures to the pool in the center of the cave. "It will open your mind and let you see the truth, but you can only see the truth when you are in need." She backed down a bit, "That's what he told us."
(No, I haven't. I will though.)

"What! They are awful. The clans treat each other like mouse-dung, always at war with each other." She shook her head. "I'd rather be here than being trained to fight constantly."

"Well, it still sounds bad to have to listen to the leader and deputy. They tell you what to do and they punish you if you don't." She shuffled and sniffed. "I'm sure there's something bad about them, or-or..." She laid her muzzle on the cold, stone floor, "If what you say is true, that means Bandit lied to to us, and took us here for no reason. I can't believe that."

She flicked her ear, "Maybe in your clan, but you have no idea in the other clans, do you?" She sniffled. "You can't tell me that all I've known my entire life is a lie and just expect me to believe it."

"Look, I know one thing, I've lived here most of my life, and all of these cats have lived through their own hells." She lowered her voice, "Goldenrunner was raised by a mother that wasn't his own, a mother that had lost two of her kits. A motherless kit a and a kitless mother. Her grew up with his best friend, and one day, they were bring chased by a dog, the dog had killed their mother right in front of them, and his fear overwhelmed him. He bit into his best friends leg and tripped them, not even looking back as the closest thing he had to a sibling was devoured." She looked at the large yellow tom lumbering by the kits playfully. "Riverthorn fell over a waterfall saving a kit, her sister's only kit, and she had to drop it to save herself. She ran away, not able to look any cat from Mapleclan in the face ever again." She continued, "Scorch was too strong for his own good, he basically killed anything he touched until he met Ferret. Ferret had been abandoned by his two-leg family when they moved, he was taken in by a band of street cats that taught him to be merciless and clever. When they met, they instantly formed an unbeatable bond and went on a killing spree for no good reason just because Ferret said they should. Ferret became overwhelmed with power and tried to kill the clans, nearly killing them both." She looked up at Willowblaze, her gaze turned stern. "Goldenrunner came to Bandit in tears, ready to give up on life, sure he had nothing to live for. Bandit gave him a new start where he could put the past behind him." She smiled a bit. "Riverthorn found Bandit when she was on the brink of death, nearly starved. He forced her to eat and drink, saving her life, and showed her that she was not evil for what she did." Her gaze turned to warmth, "Scorch came in tears, carrying Ferret with the last of his strength and dropped him at Bandit's feet. He said that Ferret needed to be saved and that he needed to die because he was sure it was all his fault, Bandit told him that he wouldn't help Ferret unless Scorch came with him." She looked at her, her ears pinned back, "That's just them, they all have a story, all have a little piece of horror they've been forced to hold. One thing I know for sure, none of them would be alive today if it wasn't for Bandit. I wouldn't doubt that he's lying and I don't care if he always has been. For me at least, he's been the only cat that cared enough to not let us all die out there." She turned to Willowblaze, "Leave now if you're going to, but I'll kill you if he tells me to. What do you know, maybe he'll let you stay, then you can have a family just like us. You'll never know what it feels like if you don't trust him." She turned away and curled up.

(I know, I got writers cramp now)
During the night, Percy crawled over to Willowblaze, he hadn't been far so it wasn't hard. He nudged her silently, looking around after every movement like he was going to be caught. "Hey, wake up, wake up." He chanted silently, keeping his ears down.

Percy sighed, "No." He muffled his voice, "I want to get you out of here." He murmured, standing and pulling her up by the scruff. "Hurry if you want to go."

"Later, I'll tell you later." He answered quickly, pulling her along. "We need to get out of here." He let her onto her own feet. "I'll tell you when we get out."

Percy trekked through the dark, his eyes searching through the cave. He let out a final sigh of relief when the entrance of the mountain appeared in front of them. He leaped through the jagged rocks and into the frozen land in front of it, "Can you make it?" He called back.