Post by Spot WH Admin on Sept 4, 2008 19:31:02 GMT -5
Life has always been normal for the clan cats- Thunderclan the loyal, Windclan the strong-hearted, Shadowclan the sly and Riverclan the calm. Each have had their successes and each have had their mistakes. But no mistake could compare to this one.
A long time ago, a patrol was out patrolling their fair lands. They came upon a pure black cat in the forest. Surprisingly, on the back of her ear was a blood red marking of a circle crossed out by 1 single slash. When asked what her name was a simple reply came out- "Anima." Taking her in, Anima at first was a good cat. Trying to be helpful she kept her original name and served her clan. Then one day things went horribly wrong. No one knew what happened to her. Just one day she struggled for power and control. Killing other cats to get her prize became her best ability. No one knew it was her- just day by day another cat was found dead, the life knocked out of them. Then one day, an apprentice watched as Anima killed a cat and drank his blood hungrily. Terrified, the apprentice ran back and told her leader. Taking responsibility was no easy task but she banished Anima from her clan. After that, the number of cats killed diminished and they started to rebuild their lost clan. No one really knew what happened to Anima, but they were always on the lookout for the cold-hearted black cat.
Moons passed. The clan that had once been cat-less was now plentiful. Things had begun to run smoothly again. Until that is, Icekit was born. For although minor, on her front left pawpad was carved the same symbol that was on Anima- a circle crossed out. Cats panicked but the leader assured them that everything was alright. Icekit was so innocent, and so good-willed. Reaching apprenticeship she was the rolemodel for other apprentices. But when she recieved her warrior name, however, something went wrong. Waking up in the middle of the night, Iceheart found herself tight-chested. In a dreamlike state she walked out of the camp until she reached a circular clearing. Blood rushed through her veins as an incredible surge of hate filled her. She watched, horrified, as her pure white pelt slowly turned black. Her sparkling blue eyes turned coal black as well. Her symbol glowed red as anger filled her inside, making her heart as black as coal. Now, instead of hatred stinging, it felt...good Iceheart cackled evily, now pure black with pure black eyes, and watched closely as Anima stepped out into the clearing. Her red symbol glowed as well. Instead of Iceheart feeling afraid, however, she felt like she was looking at a leader. Then, her coal black eyes shining in the night, she stepped forward and followed Anima, back to the lands where she ruled supreme. No one saw Iceheart after that. Other cats have been born with this symbol and when they became warriors dissapeared without a trace. The symbol is now called the Symbol of Death and it is considered very bad luck indeed to be born with it.
Although the clan cats do not know this, these cats have been training. Practicing. Fighting. Waiting the day that they can get their revenge. Their identical pelts move seamlessly at the same time as they train. Their being is controlled only by hunger and power. Their being is controlled by Anima. Moving identically, the cats fight, leap, and claw at the same time. Anima now just awaits more cats to join their group before reaching what she wants most- power over the clan cats.
Every so often another cat is born with the Symbol of Death and vanishes when the time comes. More and more cats appear in Anima's tribe. The only question is-
Who's side are you on?