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Silverpelt turned and sent a smile at Lightgleam or Lightstar she supposed was what she should call him. She wanted to scoff at the thought, this was your idea she reminded herself in an effort to stay calm.

"Silverpelt do you have anything else to add?" His voice broke across the clearing and a smile found it's way up to her face.

She took a singular step forward, her paws hit the rocks silently and she turned just enough so that each and every cat could make out the red furred star on her face.

"Don't you mean Silverstar?" She taunted as Lightstar sucked in a harsh breath, and the clearing flooded with silence, gasps and murmurs broke out from every cat and an even bigger smile grew on her face.

She took a step forward so she was the only cat at the edge of the rock, her claws dug into it mercilessly and looked over her shoulder at Lightstar a single taunt to prove that she was a larger figure right now than he was.

"What happened to Ravenstar?" He asked in a mere whisper, despite his would-be calm disposition this news was terrifying to every ForestClan cat in the vicinity. Silverpelt now had nine lives, a detriment to any cat that stood in her way.

Or thats what they thought anyway, she could still feel the claw marks of her would-be mother slicing through her cheek. The star itself if one were to look close enough was sliced right through - null and void. She had no nine lives; a small bump in her plan but she'd make it work.

"Ravenstar died from a badger attack." Summershade, the now deputy, spoke up mournfully from the smaller rock. Lightstar's eyes locked onto Silverpelt's a true sign that he didn't believe a single word. She supposed it would be odd that Burntstar and Ravenstar happened to die from wild animal attacks within a week.

Though she didn't care about her excuse, the point was that they both were dead.

"Now that I've spoke up about that little bit..." Silverpelt pressed a clawed paw roughly against the rock so it made a screeching noise to gather everyone's attention.

"LakeClan has a few new rules."

Murmurs and whispers broke out from the crowd - excepting that from LakeClan cats who were exceptionally quiet.

"I do not expect any cat to cross into LakeClan territory you do this and you will be killed on the spot by our patrols. This will be your final warning of the matter."

Outraged meows and hisses rang out from the crowd and Silverpelt let out a humourless laugh as she once again slapped her claw against the rocks.

"SILENCE!" She yowled and as if by magic, every cat quieted.

She grinned at the control she displayed, "Now, that's not all else I need... There is a cat who goes by the name of DeathStalker, I want her alive. If any cat is to find her, bring her to me immediately. That is all."

She raised an eyebrow at Lightstar almost daring him to object but he remained with a tight lip, glaring back at her. She winked at him and hopped off the rock. LakeClan cats were quick to get up from their spots, the way in which they all shot glances at the ForestClan cats didn't go unnoticed by them.

"LakeClan we leave." Silverpelt spoke a desolate sound to her tone, she would rule both the clans if her plan was to succeed and she'd do so with an ironfist. Stage 7 was officially complete, Lightstar was slowly losing control of his clan and there was little he could do about it. Her eyes gleamed wickedly in the light of the moon and her fur shifted to a deep black color almost naturally, the red tint to her fur a deadly reminder of her capabilities. She had already killed 5 cats, but oh how she was looking forward to killing anyone else who stepped out of line.

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Silverpelt turned and sent a smile at Lightgleam or Lightstar she supposed was what she should call him. She wanted to scoff at the thought, this was your idea she reminded herself in an effort to stay calm.

"Silverpelt do you have anything else to add?" His voice broke across the clearing and a smile found it's way up to her face.

She took a singular step forward, her paws hit the rocks silently and she turned just enough so that each and every cat could make out the red furred star on her face.

"Don't you mean Silverstar?" She taunted as Lightstar sucked in a harsh breath, and the clearing flooded with silence, gasps and murmurs broke out from every cat and an even bigger smile grew on her face.

She took a step forward so she was the only cat at the edge of the rock, her claws dug into it mercilessly and looked over her shoulder at Lightstar a single taunt to prove that she was a larger figure right now than he was.

"What happened to Ravenstar?" He asked in a mere whisper, despite his would-be calm disposition this news was terrifying to every ForestClan cat in the vicinity. Silverpelt now had nine lives, a detriment to any cat that stood in her way.

Or thats what they thought anyway, she could still feel the claw marks of her would-be mother slicing through her cheek. The star itself if one were to look close enough was sliced right through - null and void. She had no nine lives; a small bump in her plan but she'd make it work.

"Ravenstar died from a badger attack." Summershade, the now deputy, spoke up mournfully from the smaller rock. Lightstar's eyes locked onto Silverpelt's a true sign that he didn't believe a single word. She supposed it would be odd that Burntstar and Ravenstar happened to die from wild animal attacks within a week.

Though she didn't care about her excuse, the point was that they both were dead.

"Now that I've spoke up about that little bit..." Silverpelt pressed a clawed paw roughly against the rock so it made a screeching noise to gather everyone's attention.

"LakeClan has a few new rules."

Murmurs and whispers broke out from the crowd - excepting that from LakeClan cats who were exceptionally quiet.

"I do not expect any cat to cross into LakeClan territory you do this and you will be killed on the spot by our patrols. This will be your final warning of the matter."

Outraged meows and hisses rang out from the crowd and Silverpelt let out a humourless laugh as she once again slapped her claw against the rocks.

"SILENCE!" She yowled and as if by magic, every cat quieted.

She grinned at the control she displayed, "Now, that's not all else I need... There is a cat who goes by the name of DeathStalker, I want her alive. If any cat is to find her, bring her to me immediately. That is all."

She raised an eyebrow at Lightstar almost daring him to object but he remained with a tight lip, glaring back at her. She winked at him and hopped off the rock. LakeClan cats were quick to get up from their spots, the way in which they all shot glances at the ForestClan cats didn't go unnoticed by them.

"LakeClan we leave." Silverpelt spoke a desolate sound to her tone, she would rule both the clans if her plan was to succeed and she'd do so with an ironfist. Stage 7 was officially complete, Lightstar was slowly losing control of his clan and there was little he could do about it. Her eyes gleamed wickedly in the light of the moon and her fur shifted to a deep black color almost naturally, the red tint to her fur a deadly reminder of her capabilities. She had already killed 5 cats, but oh how she was looking forward to killing anyone else who stepped out of line.