Wildstar loses his first three lives.

Wildstar, wanting to regather himself after a day of leaderness, went to the thunderpath so no cat would bother him. His ears were perked even though his eyes were closed. He suddenly cought the scent of dirty cats and crow food. "Where are you?" he asked. "Show yourself!"

A group of five cats padded out of the bushes, and giant black tom at the lead. "Get out of here!" the tom growled, slowing his claws.
A smaller tom, a gray one, padded up to his leader. "Come on, Dimi, I think we should just get rid of him."

OOC: Your rogues kill me once, and then chase me again to the thunderpath where I'm hit get revived from that (cause the impact kills me immediately) and die again due to broken ribs.
IC: "You have no business here, rogues!" Wildstar said. "Move along!"

Dimi let out a small smile, showing his broken, ragged teeth. "This is where we live now!" he growled, as he leaped at Windstar, pinning the leader down with his giant paws. "You can't make us leave." he hissed as he sunk his teeth into Windstar's neck, until the leader went limp, then leaped away.

Wildstar, dead, appeared in StarClan, and saw Featherstar. "You have lost one of your nine lives." Then he reapeared in his body and struggled to his feet. "Is that all you got?" He said.

Dimi took a step back, "Wh-what..how are you still alive? No matter...chase him out!" he yowled as the other four cats started to move toward Wildstar. "You can fight...or run." Dimi growled.

Wildstar turned and run, thinking, These rogues can't outrun a WindClan cat! Soon, he was hit by a Twoleg Monster and the StarClan process began and ended again. He woke up, screaming in pain. He died again because he had broken ribs. He was healed by StarClan, and stuggled off the Thunderpath and back to his camp.

As soon as Wildstar was hit by the first monster, the cats stopped chasing him. For all they knew, he was as good as dead. They turned around, and padded away.

OOC: THE FRIGGEN END!