Can't think of a name so deal with it.

Blaze felt really depressed. He didn't like the life as a rogue. He can't hunt without a clan cat attacking. No matter where he goes, he never has a sense of security. But, he wouldn't join a clan. He thinks clan life is worse then being a rogue. He searched for some birds. He found on near a twoleg nest. He pounced at it. He was able to catch it. He bit into it quickly, despite his hunger. Thank you he thought, looking up.

"Hey Blaze. Why the long face?" A white kit with silver spots and icy blue eyes meowed, tilting his head to the side. Ace sat down next to his friend. The two and a half moon old kit flicked his head, and looked at the already scared over wounds from their previous fights, with those mouse-brained clan cats. Stupid clan cats! I've had to rescue Blaze twice already, and both times we won, but that's still not the point. If those hare-brained fox-hearted clan cats touch one more fur on Blaze's pelt I'm going to be really mad. He thought lashing his tail back and forth.

"Oh, just remembering the two fights with those mouse-brained clan cats." Blaze answered. He looked up at Ace. "I will never ever join them." he mewed.