Duskpaw stared at the leader and her whiskers twitched with laughter, "You say we kill them for food, but I know that all the other clans have fights now and then, but they never eat eachother. They eat prey, why can't we?" Duskpaw blurted out, yet, though her tail and whisker's twitched, her voice still showed no anger...
"We grow stronger if we eat at our enemies!" Blackstar snapped, scraping his claws against the ground. "If one of us dies, and the rest feeds off the rest of the good organs like the liver and heart, the rest grow strong, unlike those stupid clan cats."
"They get hearts and livers and other vital organs from prey, we don't need these cats as our prey." Her voice remained calm and she wondered suddenly if she would make a much better leader because od this...
"Yes, and where does our prey get it's vital organs from? The earth or bugs. In some cases each other." Blackstar meowed, pausing for a moment to grab a hold of himself. "Did you see how those 'warriors' from the other clan fought? They fought like mice! An apprentice could skin their pelts easily! They ate normal mice and birds, when we ate those along with the livers and hearts and other organs from the dearly departed, and what happened? We won!"
"We won by being killers. We kill just for the fun of it, haven't you noticed. And those warriors would make a much better clan leader than you do." Her voice was calm, but anger welled up inside her, And I thought I was the blind one. She thought...
Blackstar claws flexed out, and he tensed, He ignored the stinging comment like a small shar pebble in his pad. "Listen, I don't want to even hear a thing about you rambling about how wrong we are. The only thing I want to hear about you is being good when it comes to fighting and hunting." He hissed, his ears twitching.
"Make me." She hissed and then wandered back to the other apprentices. Her black fur rippled over her powerful muscles as she walked and she was replaced by Scarredthunder.
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