Greetings, young kit. Do you dare walk these woods? You're not in StarClan anymore, young one; remember that.
Despite what you might hear about us, us cats in the Place of No Stars are not bad cats. We are simple strong and fearless; we don't hide behind a code because we are too weak to fight. No, we are honorable cats, not scared to do whatever it takes to protect what's ours. Yes, we kill our enemies; but enemies are better off dead. What's the point of fighting a battle, only to walk away knowing that you will have to fight it again? That is not the way to live.
Most of us got here by having nothing but good intentions; we wanted to lead our clans. Isn't that what every cat dreams of from the time they're a kit? Except we, unlike the other weaklings, we weren't afraid to fight for it. We didn't deserve what we got; our clans betrayed us.
And now? Now the time has come for revenge. Yes, we are dead; but trust me, we have a way. Not all cats are dead, you know.
Goodbye for now, young kit. May you not live your life in fear, under the too-watchful eye of the Warrior Code. The Code is for weaklings. And one more thing, young one; tell nobody about us. Some secrets are better off not being revealed.
Iceclaw 
Silverstream 
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