Chapter Two
"Frogmist! Frogmist!" Bloodpaw ran into the nursery with her mouse. "Look what I caught!" Frogmist looked up from cleaning here pelt. "Hm? What? Oh that's nice." She said, unconvincingly. "Go away Bloodpaw!" Yelled Frondkit. Bloodpaw's adopted siblings were about a moon younger than her so they were still kits. Bloodpaw sighed, unhappily. What does everyone hate me? She thought. Bloodpaw stormed out of the nursery, taking her mouse with her. She tossed it onto the fresh-kill pile and raced out of camp. She wasn't hungry anymore.
Bloodpaw ran and ran until she realised she had reached the border. She was about to turn back when a voice spoke to her. "Frogmist is mean, isn't she?" Said the red tabby. "It's not just her!" Said Bloodpaw before she could stop herself. "It's all of the clan. They either hate me or think I'm one moon old!" She said. The tabby smiled. "Why don't you join us? We hate the clans too." The red cat licked his paw. "Who's we?" Asked Bloodpaw. "The Broken Stars." He said.
Kill them, Silentblaze's words echoed around Bloodpaw's head. Kill them all. "How?" Bloodpaw had asked. "Anyway you can." He'd said. "The cats with the star with a slash through it are on our side." Bloodpaw suddenly remembered a story that Frogmist used to tell her. A story about a cat who killed with a berry. A berry called the deathberry.
Frogmist was in the nursery. "I brought you some food!" Bloodpaw yelled. "Thank you, Bloodpaw," Frogmist said, smiling at Bloodpaw. This should go smoothly, thought Bloodpaw. Bloodpaw left the Prey at Frogmist's paws and walked out of the nursery, calmly. A few minutes later, there was a scream. "MURDER!" Screamed Canarykit. Bloodpaw and several other cats rushed into the nursery. Bloodpaw acted sad and surprised but she was really just happy that Frogmist was finally gone.
