PROLOUGE

Farrell watched as blood dripped from cloudheart like a tear. wind bellowed in a frightful way. yet, even through, Farrell's face was all upon a gleam, and no sorrow hung on him. all he cared about was the safety of his up growing clan, which he formed with the knowledge that rouges would gladly form a clan in vengeance. This new clan would be called Farrellclan, after Farrell himself, and his sudden feeling that he must destroy the clans that had him leave at nothing.

  "Why must you, Farrell?" wailed Dustberry, Cloudhearts  mate before Farrell had killed him

      "It is not your fault, yet sadly at the very same time it is. Unfortunately it was Cloudhearts loyalty and deputyship that brought him to his sudden fall, dear."

     "Your a wicked cat Farrell! your clan will not grow. no one will follow your cruel ways!" Dustberry cried. her fur was already pale enough, and it seemed as if she were about to fall apart.

    "you'll see, and i promise you will! you will see in the worst way possible!" He threatened before flicking his tail, gathering his rouges and walking away.

CHAPTER 1

Ashleap was tired of this. why must he be picked on, if his father was nothing like his grandfather. there was no trust in the clan. no room for him. years ago had his only friend, Rowanpaw showed his fake side. he had said that Ashleap would not be good enough to go on a patrol with another apprentice. he said it was to dangerous to be with a rebel! how could he! Ashleap would get his revenge. he was doubtless on that.

12 moons later:

      Ashleap's head dashed around briskly.

     "how are you, Dash?" Ashleap, asked. Dash replied with a flick of his ripped tail. The huge, furless scar under 

Dash's mouth made Ashleap sure he was perfect for Ashleaps plan.

    "What do you need, clan cat?" He sneered.

    " this is a lot to ask i know for sure. But i want to be a permeate deputy to your group."

    "Deputy?" He laughed. "You clan cats are hardly fit for the life of  rebel!" Ashleap did not mind the taunt, rather, he brought out the bloody body of Craneblaze, as he mewed agrily.

   "still not fit?" he asked. Dash laughed evily. 

    "what do you need from my rouges?"

Craneblaze himself drove Dash's father out of the clans forever ago. Dash grew up as a rebel, and knowing to hate Craneblaze.

Ashleap              Dash               Craneblaze

"i hope that you know, Dash, but my whole life i was picked on for having Farall's blood. they turned me into farrall from their taunts. i was a good cat. now i am not. i want revenge. i want to lead your rebels into battle to destroy the clans and my old friend, Rowanwhisker specialy." Ashleap explained.

"sure, how long do you want to wait until this battle?" Dash wondered.

"until you rouges train me to be as strong as you rebels, and until i gain trust and respect. don't worry the time will come."

"Farrall cats, gather!" Dash called.

beneath the tall rock the cats gathered like the clan cats usually did.

"may my current deputy, chase please join me on the high rock?" a sleek, dark brown cat with many battle scars and a gray under belly took a powerful leap on the rock. "i must have you know you are no longer my deputy." Chase looked shocked.

"what do you mean?" he snarled.

 Dash ignored a now furious Chase.

"Ashleap has proven worthy to be a deputy. he request that you would be his cats. i agree. he is the new deputy."

"fool! this idiotic clan cat will never be worthy!" chase howled as he leaped at Ashleap. Ashleap sent him tumbling to the ground with a blow, and chase screeched in pain as three, long, scratches bleed continuously. he wriggled around in pain.

"does anyone doubt i am the worthy deputy? I'm not afraid to put another one of you in Chase's current position."

No cat spoke.

"good!" Ashleap huffed, then headed back to the clan, happy with his position.

"Hello Ashleap!" Lilypetal exclaimed as she hopped up behind him, " where were you this late?"

"Hunting,"Ashleap said. even though he had no prey in his mouth, Lilypetal was easy to fool.

"okay! bye!" she said as she pursued to hop in her strange manner. some say she was mad, but Rowanwhisker didn't see to think so. he protected her like a mate.

"Lilypetal, what are you doing by him?" Rowanwhisker hissed.