What if BloodClan........won!? (free to all need more good guys XD)

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    "So?" Tiger had finally regained consciousness and was listening, brokenheartedly to the words these two were sharing. "My mother once said love has no boundaries..."

    "No, Scourge will come after me." he paused "But, when the moon is at its' highest, we can meet each other." he mewed. Tiger unsheathed her claws. Her eyes turned to slits, she was angry.

    As soon as Dark turned, Tiger was pinning him down, "I hate you!" she yelled. Dark was taken back. "T-Tiger-" "Shut up!" Tiger spat. "You don't know, how miserable you just made my life. And how miserable I am about to make yours." She mewed. Stepping off him and (ill b scourge) walking back to camp.

    Lostmind sighed. His eyes were a bit dark. He was ashamed of himself not seeing the Bloodclan cats sooner.

    ((I'm supposed to be playing Scourge :) ))


    Scourge sat in the corner of his den. He had recently obtained a new set of dogclaws. He split a piece of prey apart in a single swipe. He tossed the mouse in his mouth.

    Lostmind nodded. Tiger ripped herself away fro Dark and bounded back to Scourge, Dark following a bit too close behind. She saw the worry in his eyes. She whipped around and swatted at his head, bringing it down, watching him loose his breath. Three scars remain on his face, one on his eye, one above his eye, and one on his nose. Dark was stunned and just stood there. Tiger had never even spoke a harsh word to him until today. Had she actually loved him?

    She looked back at Dark, This is for us... she thought, then back to Scourge, "We found the freedom fighters' camp." she mewed.

    Dark sprinted up. "No!" he said, his voice loud, stern, and angry. Tiger pinned him down, digging her teeth into his neck, "Yes." she said through his fur. Ripping out some of it and spitting it out, leaving a bald spot and a scar, "Now stop getting in the way!" she spat, leading Scourge to the freedom fighters camp. "They left, but we-" She paused, "-I, know which direction they went." (How about west?)