A dark tabby tom, with eyes as cold as night, hissed into my ear, "It is time, to kill the cats who you once called your sisters."
I nodded simply. Those dumb cats, Neirmen, Dahlia, and Diana. my socalled sisters. "It is time, Nightclaw," I hissed. "They will pay for what they did to me, choosing TWOLEGS over me. Abondoning me. Murdering my father, Clawface. They will pay."
Nightclaw nodded. I hissed, ready to kill.
Us two walked along the dark, misty Thunderpath until we made it to Twolegplace. "Thanks, NIghtclaw. I will take it from here."
He nodded like before, giving way to me.
I had never wanted to kill as much as before, but I couldn't remember much of my past. Who was my mother? Was I ever a kittypet? I dropped that out of mind. I unsheathed my claws......
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