The black clouds above the rogues, loners, and kittypets swirl into everlasting circles. Whispers cross the dead, burning leaves and the form of a black cat appears in the dark sky. The voice speaks quickly and quietly, not able to be heard by any of the fearful cats below. The sky roars with angry thunder and then the black cat begins to send an echoing hiss through the ears of the rogues. One growls and hides beneath the dead leaves, covered with bones and gets up right away once he sees the bones on his shoulders. Obviously, from his black collar, he is a kittypet.
A pale brown and white she-cat shudders and pushes close to the nearest, dead tree stump. Her weak old bones barely ever support her, and now, she feels completely powerless against this power above her. Leaves begin to move out of the way and bones and crimson rivers of blood begin to show and the she-cat screeches in shock. Above all of them, the black cat chuckles sinisterly and roars powerfully, "None of you will be able to fight my powers! The rogues of the wolves are coming..." Howls of dangerous cats echo through the wind and a claw sound scrapes against all the sky. Blood falls like rain from the black clouds and the cat hisses, "Do not be afraid... You might live, since they are to be made of you."
"We are old! How will we do such a thing?" a dark brown tabby tom yells from below. His pelt is ragged and he stands firmly on the ground, not scared one bit. "My mate and I would never do such a thing."
"Your children would," the black tom announces evilly. He claws the tom's throat and hisses through gritted teeth, "Don't ever expect to be what you think you are. One white she-cat will attempt to bring the others to her side; therefore, they will be too intelligent to fall for such trickery and fake innocence. For I am Shadowed Woods, guardian and leader of the Shadowed Woods. The cats will prosper forever, and overrun you and that stupid ForestClan!"
"What if we treated them better than ever?" his mate challenges boldly.
"They will come somehow!" Shadowed Woods spits in her face, clawing her muzzle sharply. He strides back to the thundering clouds with blood rain and laughs evilly. "Don't ever expect to find a way to singe your way out of the desperate calls of time. You must learn to live with this, because it will last for the days and moons to come." Disappearing into the woods, Shadowed Woods is gone and the cats go back to the normal world.