Harmless? A sercretly bloodthirsty she-cat threatens to kill!!(OPEN TO ALL)

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    IC: An inocient-looking silver fawn tabby she-cat ( name: Daisyfallows) slowly pads by the nursery and pops her head in. Mouse dung! The queens are still in here! I have to distract them then.. In the nursery, there was two queens, each with two kits that are 3 moons old. She put on a smile," Heelloo young queens! How are we? Listen, i relize that being crowded up in the nursery all day is terrrible, so go get some fresh-kill! I'll watch the youngsters!" She put in an effort to purr. "Why thank you, Daisyfallows!" they gullibley chirped and headed away to the pile of meat. "Hehe.." she whispered and looked at the kits. "Out you go!" she paraded and pushed them out the back of the nursery and bounded away with the kits in her jaws, making for the river.

    Moleclaw -- a cat often questioned for his loyalties for the clan after it was suspected he was making deals with other forest cats -- was sitting by the river to take a drink with two of his friends -- Darkflare and Mothfleck.
    He jerked his head around and saw the queen, "Hey, Daisyfallows."
    "What are you doing out of the camp with the kits?" Mothfleck followed his gaze, tilting her head.

    WhiteTail was hunting not to far away and hissed. "Ya. Why do you take the kits away from camp." Her green eyes narrowed on the suspicious cat. She walked over to the other cats still mainly looking at DaisyFallows.

    The silver fawn she-cat stopped cold. Then, thought up a plan fast. " Hello! These young kits were stumbling out of the nursery and I caught them while they were rolling down the hill. Windy day hmm?" Daisyfallow's lie rolled of her toughn like it was true. "Well, I might as well git these youngns' back to camp!" she cheerfully mewed and padded off to camp. Drat! I guess i cant start with my plan to kill all of windclan at the youngest to oldest. now behind the nursery, she slipped in, dropped off the worthless kits, and stepped out. Then, her evil gaze shifted to the elders. Hmmm.. well i guess i can go from eldest to youth. she silently vowed. And this time- no distractions!

    She looked at the cat who walked away. I don't trust the cat at all she thought. She started to follow the cat, and saw her look at the elders. Oh no you don't she thought. She waited patiently to see what the cat would do.

    Daisyfallows fake-shyly stepped into the elders and put on an over-enthusiastic grin," Heellloo young beautiful toms and she-cats! How are you all today?" A tom in the back didnt buy it. " Heck i now i aint young nor beautiful. What do you really want?" That wiped the happy right off her. " Awright you wanna know what I reeaally want?" she stopped when she heard a cat listening behind her. She smelled the air. Is that Whitetail? Oh well! I guess she can here too! I dont care if the whole world hears! I'm sick and tired of keeping secrets!! she looked at the tom who spoke a second ago. " I want to see you all DEAD!! EVERY LAST ONE OF YOU!! ALL OF YOU!! her voice cracked with rage and so did the sky. the wind started to howl and the sky grew darker.

    Scarpelt, and elder stood up, she was scrawnier than she used to be but she would fight if this cat wanted a fight, " i suggest you get your sorry tail out of here before i tear it off! " the vicious she cat elder hissed, her claws sliding out

    The muscular, battle-scarred she-cat squinted her eyes and sneered," Oh really? Just try me and see what happens."

    WhiteTail then leaped out at DaisyFarrows. "I knew you were up to no good. You lied when you told us your'e reason for bringing the kits out of camp!" She hissed. Her eyes narrowed at the cat.

    The agile fawn tabby swooped up and landed on the first attacker.WhiteTail. " You were right all along. I am TRIED of being nice to such pathetic excuses of warriors!" she spat feriousiously," Perpare to DIE!!!" she yowled and made a firm hold on the she-cat and clamped her back with her needle sharp teeth.

    WhiteTail then rolled on the ground a couple times. "You will be the one to die!" She looked at the elder. "Go get help!" She aimed her claws the the traitor's face.

    Daisyfallows took a seirous blow to her eye, leaving a scar. She turned to the escaping elder," Not so fast!" she snapped and slashed her claws down the fragile cat's side. Her evil gaze went back to the bothersome warrior. " I'll make you wish you never messed with us!" she then hissed loudly," Sheargrind! Firepath!" she summoned.

    ooc: Sheargrind: a thick-furred white tom with black ears, and tail


    Rp: Sheargrind, waiting for the attack call, awaited in the bush with Firepath. Then he heard the call of Daisyfallows. "Lets go." he smirked.

    OOC: Firepath: ;brother to sheargrind; a thick-furrred amber tom with black ears and tail


    IC: Firepath nodded and they both ran to the center of the camp. Shock spread among the cats drawn out to the commotion. The wind from the storm grew stronger. Daisyfallows saw them and evilly smiled.

    " WindClan! Meet my secret weapons! Sheargrind and Firepath!"Daisyfallows introduced. A small brown warrior spoke up," Who are they?" Daisyfallows lifted her head," These two cats are my sons!" shocked cats gasped. she added," And yes i trained then myself! Let me show you their power! ATTACK!!"

    She attacked DaisyFarrows again. "You will not hurt anybody!" She looked at the hurt elder. She looked at the cats around her. Let StarClan please be on my side. Her claws aimed at DaisyFarrows face. "Let StarClan also know how you betrayed them!"

    Daisyfallows then unpredictablely caught Whitetail's paw in her mouth and tugged, ripping skin. Firepath was attacking the Windclan cats precisly, Sheargrind was battleing the clan leader.