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A deep red sunset sank over the forest. Above it were purple cliffs and bright green trees, but above it, nestled in the clouds, were cats.
An old red she-cat groomed her thick, luxurious fur. Her eyes were yellow slits, and she purred as she twisted to clean her tail. Miniature stars swirled around her body.
Suddenly, a star-frosted, pure black kit ran past the old red cat, kicking up pawfuls of cloud behind her.
"Birdkit!" growled the red cat. "You've disturbed my bath! Where in the name of the stars are you going to in such a hurry?"
"I- I'm sorry, Squirrelstar," meowed Birdkit, cowering down so that she was nearly hidden in the pink clouds. Behind her, another kit popped up. This one was nearly invisible because her peach-colored fur matched the clouds. She was visibly older than Birdkit, though she did not have as much starlight swirling around her. She opened her mouth to speak, but a large gray tomcat stopped her.
"Squirrelstar, these kits are going to help me," he meowed. "Great danger is coming, as you know. Blood and Darkness will take over, and if we cannot stop it, the forest will disintegrate in flames."
Squirrelstar opened her mouth to object, but she closed it again, nodding. "I am deeply sorry, Scentfur," she meowed. "I should have known that two such diligent kits would not be out causing trouble." Scentfur dipped his head, and he and the kits glided away.
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A black she-cat paced back and forth in the cave until another came to join her. "Well?" hissed the first cat instantly, and the second shook her head.
"I am sorry, Neglect," she meowed. "Dare has passed away. In the tradition of our ancestors, one of his kittens should take his spot as leader, but both of his kits are prisoners."
Neglect narrowed her eyes. "What shall we do then, Spider?"
Spider met the younger cats eyes without flinching. "Dare expressed his interest in you, Neglect," she meowed. "He believed you were strong. You will be our leader."
Neglect dipped her head. "Thank you, Spider," she meowed. "Bring the prisoners to me. They shall break the news to the pack. Spider dipped her head and was gone, but a black tomcat and a light brown tabby she-cat were there minutes later, their silver eyes shining with hate.
"We are the kits of Dare," the brown tabby hissed as Neglect sent them off on their task. "We should have the throne!"
"Oh, you'd fancy that, wouldn't you?" spat Neglect. She looked up at the sky, her silhouette black against the blood red sky. She was the leader now, and no one could take that away.

Description
A deep red sunset sank over the forest. Above it were purple cliffs and bright green trees, but above it, nestled in the clouds, were cats.
An old red she-cat groomed her thick, luxurious fur. Her eyes were yellow slits, and she purred as she twisted to clean her tail. Miniature stars swirled around her body.
Suddenly, a star-frosted, pure black kit ran past the old red cat, kicking up pawfuls of cloud behind her.
"Birdkit!" growled the red cat. "You've disturbed my bath! Where in the name of the stars are you going to in such a hurry?"
"I- I'm sorry, Squirrelstar," meowed Birdkit, cowering down so that she was nearly hidden in the pink clouds. Behind her, another kit popped up. This one was nearly invisible because her peach-colored fur matched the clouds. She was visibly older than Birdkit, though she did not have as much starlight swirling around her. She opened her mouth to speak, but a large gray tomcat stopped her.
"Squirrelstar, these kits are going to help me," he meowed. "Great danger is coming, as you know. Blood and Darkness will take over, and if we cannot stop it, the forest will disintegrate in flames."
Squirrelstar opened her mouth to object, but she closed it again, nodding. "I am deeply sorry, Scentfur," she meowed. "I should have known that two such diligent kits would not be out causing trouble." Scentfur dipped his head, and he and the kits glided away.
-
A black she-cat paced back and forth in the cave until another came to join her. "Well?" hissed the first cat instantly, and the second shook her head.
"I am sorry, Neglect," she meowed. "Dare has passed away. In the tradition of our ancestors, one of his kittens should take his spot as leader, but both of his kits are prisoners."
Neglect narrowed her eyes. "What shall we do then, Spider?"
Spider met the younger cats eyes without flinching. "Dare expressed his interest in you, Neglect," she meowed. "He believed you were strong. You will be our leader."
Neglect dipped her head. "Thank you, Spider," she meowed. "Bring the prisoners to me. They shall break the news to the pack. Spider dipped her head and was gone, but a black tomcat and a light brown tabby she-cat were there minutes later, their silver eyes shining with hate.
"We are the kits of Dare," the brown tabby hissed as Neglect sent them off on their task. "We should have the throne!"
"Oh, you'd fancy that, wouldn't you?" spat Neglect. She looked up at the sky, her silhouette black against the blood red sky. She was the leader now, and no one could take that away.