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Post by mouse on Jan 8, 2010 20:45:32 GMT -5
More cats roam the star-filled forest in the sky than the Four Clans' StarClan and the Tribe's Tribe of Endless Hunting. Then again, only a fool would assume such a thing. Despite how much of an advantage it would be for all the other moon predators, StarClanners aren't that stupid in the head. They know they aren't alone up here and it's time they realize that they need to be on their guard.
At first, we won't do much. It's so hard to see in this forest after all. We'll try and get to the deceased kits, still-borns, and innocent apprentices first. They'll be the easy to convince. Death is a cold and lonely thing, but if we can promise them what they desire then they'll come along easily. We'll form new alliances here and get revenge against the cats that currently keep our living companions under their control. They- StarClan- are no better than we are, so why should they only be allowed to spread their gospel?
There's no reason for us to even battle against them in a revolution. StarClan is filled with a bunch of mouse-bile that call themselves Warriors. We will instead attempt to gather ourselves and our kin to each other. Some may abandon each other for the other sky-walkers who have the stars in their pelts, but if they would leave us for false promises then perhaps they never truly cared for us at all.
SUMMARY: basically, a group of dark foresters are going to get together and start gathering others, until they form their own little group of cats. just because you're dead, doesn't mean you need to be alone after all. they're going to start luring other still-living and newly-deceased to them and might even can a following among the living four clans.
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