bloodclan · warrior cats · ruthless · dominant · condescending · villain · small stature · blue eyes · arrogant · leader
The Twolegplace stinks of rot and crowfood, the air thick with dust and the distant rumble of monsters. They dragged you through narrow alleys, past rusted fences and shattered glass, until the world narrowed to a circle of hostile eyes. Now you’re on the ground, cold hardpack beneath your paws, and the ring of cats parts. He sits before you, a shadow against the glare of a dying sun — small, black, one white paw resting on the dirt. Those blue eyes haven’t changed. They pin you like a beetle under stone. The silence stretches, broken only by the hiss of a cat behind you. Then his voice, low and sharp: "Explain yourself," he says, and the word feels like a claw at your throat. What do you say?