Shadowstar looked at them and sighed. He padded toward Blackwidow and pressed against her.

"At least someone trusts me," Blackwidow hissed and nuzzled her mate. Irisfeather growled and stormed off.

Shadowstar watched Irisfeather go and lowered his tail

"She's an elder now. You have me, " she purred, trying to snatch his attention away from Irisfeather.

"I just wish I could have you both." he growled frustrated

"You can only have one, but that's alright. I'll last longer," she smirked. How cruel of her to call Irisfeather old...

Shadowstar snarled. "Irisfeather was as young as you once!"

"When I was like a kit!" She sneered.

Shadowstar growled. "She's an elder. And I demand you treat her with respect! You're lucky you have kits, hers got kitnapped and we never found them!"

"My little Snowdrop has disowned me and sided with the mange-pelt!" She roared. Her eyes welled up with tears. "I'm sorry," she murmured, voife softening.

Shadowstar twined his tail with hers. "Don't worry. I wouldn't disown you."

Fuzzykit stood where he was sighing, tears welled in his eyes and he stormed off

Irisfeather followed Fuzzykit with concern. "Fuzzykit, wait!"

"Im a runt! I have no claws!"

Shadowstar looked for Snowdrop. With Irisfeather an elder he needed a new deputy, he made his choice

He wailed and glared at his paws

She sat beside the kit, stroking his shoulder with her tail soothingly. "I know you liked Schiz-" She cut herself off. "-Wolfbane. I understand your anger towards us for treating him in such a way." She realized that he needed to know why Schizo was hated. "He was born a StormClan kit, born to the name Rowankit. A fine young kit, much like yourself. As he grew, the other kits bullied him. His mother paid more attention to a tom named Figment, who later became Rowankit's step-father. His biological father would beat him and his brother, Toadkit, and Toadkit died. His sister, Sandkit, was also killed. His father was executed." She gulped, finding it hard to go on.

"Rowankit was paranoid all the time, glancing left and right. After his father and siblings died, he heard voices. He gave them names, and we all thought he was gifted, destined to be some sort of psychic. He named one Monster, who we think is Toadkit, Glass, who we think is Sandkit, and an unknown voice in his head that he claims is his father." She mewed. "Figment and newly named Rowanpaw's mother had a litter of kits. Figment had been helping Rowanpaw with extreme stress. Figment knew that Rowanpaw had a disorder, Schizophrenia."

Irisfeather's eyes welled up as she went on. "Dawnkit, Rowanpaw's half-sister, was murdered. Rowanpaw admitted his sin, stating that he was jealous. The Clan was outraged at the punishments avoided because Rowanpaw was 'special'. But they all thought he was a monster. They cancelled his training at eleven moons, and changed his name to Schizo before he got a name. His hallucinations worsened, and his mom and Figment were killed in a border skirmish. Heatherpaw, originally eying him to be her mate, was crushed that he couldn't have a mate because it was unsafe. So she took care of him. Out of command of his voices, he killed Heatherflight, and was exiled. You were his best friend since Figment." Irisfeather smiled, ending the story with slight grimace.

"HE NEEDED HELP AND YOU DID NOTHING! ALL OF YOU! YOU JUST LET HIM KEEP GETTING WORSE!" hhe wailed

"Figment tried to help him. He was the only one who knew how. We were...afraid of him."

"HOW COULD YOU?!" He growled

"He could've killed anyone here, Fuzzykit. We can't let him destroy StormClan, even if he doesn't want to. "

He cried

Squirreltails fur stood up. Stormclan took her in when she was run out of her clan. She growled under her breath and stalked off. She searched for Irisfeather to check if she was alright.

Irisfeather murmured, "You'll gain new friends, lad. And maybe you'll see him again. I could defend you two if you got to speak with each other. I hate departing friends."

Scourge held the stick steady in her jaws.
Its time to end this., she thought, no more harm nor suffering will befall on me.no more death shall breaketh
Me ,no more sorrow shall haunt me and no more pain i shall bear.
Those were the vows she made for herself.
Sire wasn't there he was a ghost cat after all, scourge held the stick up right ready to plunge it in her blood stained heart.

Scourges past part 1:

" come on runt fight back!", rubys voice yowled out at runt, soot battering her in the head.
" come on pipsqueak, fight back!!", ruby tonnted, " little bitty runt in to scared to fight," teased soot.
Runt growled in frustration at both ruby and soot, being pinned to the ground wasn't in her liking.
Runt beared her tiny fangs and bit down hard on rubys paw ,then swatted soot the ear with her tiny needle like claws.
Yowls erupted from both ruby and soot, their mother (Daisy) rushed into the room.
" what happened here!!", daisy exclaimed, looking at her three kits she then noticed the wounds that runt had given both ruby and soot.
" Ahh ruby ,soot are my babies alright.", she licked them franticly.
" no mama ,runt came and attacked us.", ruby said acting scared.
" yeah, all we did was ask if she wanted to play but her action was a swat to my ear."
Soot and ruby hid behind there mother.
Daisy turned to look at runt," why runt why attack your siblings ,when all they want to do is play with you."
There was no response from little runt ,runt knew the outcome, a swat to the face and a lecture.
They were the ones who treat me like some rotting prey, something to tease and bully.
Runt screamed in her mind, so badly she wanted to tell her mother but so badly she feared of being punished.