Fleck stood atop a hill, the wind blowing his too-long fur to the side. He grumbled and shook his head as his grey fur moved into his eyes.
Since the death of his sister, he had grown stronger, determined not to allow another one of those idiotic warriors set paw on himself, or anyone he knew, for that matter. Other cats told him that it must've been ShadowClan who did something so vicious, because the Clan Cats were so 'noble and kind.' Well, he would not allow himself to believe this.
There were cats who told of a organization of cats that disliked the Clan Cats as well , and we're looking for strong cats who shared their hatred. That's where Fleck was headed.
He sped down the hill to the maze of Twoleg Nests. From what he had heard, they lived in a dark alleyway among the 3 or 4 Abandoned Twoleg nests that were there.
It was not long before he came to three cats roaming through the outskirts of the Nests and sniffing around as if looking for prey. He crouched instinctively as soon as he caught sight of them, but rose and approached the three smaller cats once he confirmed they were apart of the organization by finding that all three wore collars with claws dug into them.
"Greetings.." He meowed, coming to stand about 3 taillengths away from them. They jumped at his voice and turned, hissing. "Who are you? What do you want?" Asked the larger she-cat of the three. She was black-pelted with white paws and shocking green eyes, and her collar had a large rat skull on the front. Fleck shuddered a bit.
"Flatten your pelt, cat. I am Fleck, and I have come seeking a BloodClan."
The black cat frowned and came to stand up strait again, her large male black and white friend and small tabby she-cat following. "Why?" She asked, narrowing her eyes at the Tom.
He scanned her and her companions. " I wish to join." The she-cat at her side rolled her eyes and the black and white Tom chuckled. The 'lead' black cat was smirking. "Do you now? Come with me then.
"I am Pandora, leader of BloodClan and Daughter of Scourge."