In a deep sleep

Foxpaw stood up, her paw aching.

She looked around, not knowing where she was, or how she got there. "Hello?" she called off into the distance, feeling scared of the huge dark trees looming overhead.

There was a hiss from above. Icy cold eyes stared down, and suddenly a flash of white crashed into her from above, pinning her down. "Trespasser!" He hissed, eyes narrowed to slits. "Who are you, and what brings you to he Dark Forest?!"

"Dark Forest?" Foxpaw breathed, taking a step back. "Is that where I am?"

Coldpaw growled. When she took a step back, he took a step forward. "Where did you think you were, mouse-brain?" He hissed. "We don't take nicely to trespassers...So give me a good reason why I shouldn't shred your pelt!"

"Mouse-brain?!" Foxpaw hissed. "Give me a reason not to shred yours!" Even though her paw had recently been hurt.

Coldpaw rolled his eyes. "If you want to be difficult, things can get messy. So I suggest you speak up now before you end up finding yourself unable to wake up!" He snarled, though he can't unsheathe his laws anymore than they were already.

Foxpaw let out a hiss. "Look, I don't know how I got here, and I don't even wanna be here"

ooc: Phantom has GOT to join. :D

ic: Phantom leaped down, hissing with his unsheathed claws. 'Hmm, Coldpaw, what should we do, Let them go, or get them?'

ooc: Who's they? There's only Foxpaw o3o

IC: Foxpaw looked suprisingly at the cat, taking a step back even further.

Coldpaw stopped, sitting down and studied her closely. "Why don't you leave then? Sheesh, you really are a mouse-brain if you don't know how to wake yourself up." He huffed, though his claws stayed unsheathed just in case.

He stopped as Phantom hopped down. "Oh hello, Phantom. I'm not sure, the choice would be so much simpler if Scarlet were here." He growled, eyes flashing at Foxpaw. "Better yet, she might be a threat to our plan if we keep her alive...she knows I come here now. She's seen me. She could ruin the whole thing. i suggest..." He didn't finish. Coldpaw leaped at her, claws unsheathed. He raked razor-sharp claws against her spine, swishing around and kicking her away, straight towards phantom.

Foxpaw got up, yowling in pain. "What's your problem?!" she hissed. "What'd I do?!"

Coldpaw lashed out at her once more, slicing her muzzle. Up close, anyone could see the gleam of satisfaction and the thirst for blood in his eyes. This was NOT the same cat from he gathering.

A sudden hiss sounded from the shadows, a bluish-grey cat walking out. She looked the size of a warrior; yet she perfectly resembled Maykit. Of whom Coldpaw SHOULD still remember. "Foxpaw. I believe this is not the ideal place to be at the moment. Come. Or there could be trouble, as your mother was nearly killed here before she died, Coldpaw." She gave a faint smile. "Phantom. You don't belong with the Clans. You will be stopped; for four cats can't stand up to six Clans." she hissed, referring to Phantom, Coldpaw, Scarlet, and Happy. "But one of the four may not stay loyal for long." she hissed. "Come on, Foxpaw. Let's go."

Phantom had been batting Foxpaw back and forth, till the other one had appeared. 'You don't know our plan. Most of the clan is weak now! 2 apprentices have been wounded badly. They are no use anymore!' he hissed.

Coldpaw snarled at the newcomer. "My mother was weak." He growled. "Plus, not only is it true of what Phantom says, but one warrior is in the elders' den while they have a useless medicine cat! When we are done with Skyclan, we will force the other clans down. How do you expect to stop us?" Coldpaw hissed, taking a few steps forward. "Phantom may not belong to the clans, but he is welcome here, in the Dark Forest, which will one day rule your petty little clans."