"Fluffyfur?" a trembling voice asked.

Reignclaw snapped his head across. 

"I'm Reignclaw now," he snapped, slashing the cat's shoulder.

The cat began to let out a screech of pain but clamped his mouth.

"Come on. We're off to ShadowClan," he growled.

The cats leapt into the ShadowClan clearing.

A night-black tom raised his eyes in curiosity. The warriors started to snarl.

"I offer a challenge," he bowed his head, "I and you, Darkstar fight. If I win, you die and I'm the leader. If you win, I die, and you're still the leader. What will it be?"

"Challenge accepted," the old cat growled.

Reignclaw slashed his throat immediately, rolling his eyes. Old fool.

He leapt onto the rock. "I am the new leader! I shall go to the Moonpool to receive my lives. Let's go."