What If? (A Leafpool&Crowfeather Story)

Hey, it's not like it's my fault mt tribe is deadly and feared by all- it's not my fault we are hated and called lousy names. Here is my side of the story.

LOCATION: Paws Only Pub

I sat down on an oak stump that had a twoleg cushion stuck onto it with sap and called a silver shecat over to the table I shared with my best friend Claw a black and white tom. His mate was there too, her name was Petals, she was pale brown and had a perfect heart shaped face and the nicest green eyes. I ordered a large moss of juniper and catnip wine- made of fermented juniper and boiled catnip. I needed a good pick-me-up. It had been a bad day, and getting high on catnip, though expensive was something that always made me feel better. Most prefer lamb's ear beer, but I don't like it. It's a bit too strong for my liking and they don't give you heather nectar at this place. Claw and Petals ask for a pawful of smoked salmon strips to share and a small moss of lemon juice, purring with amusement as the shecat sighed. The cats that worked at the pub didn't like using fire, but cooked prey usually tasted better than raw. I usually get some of those expensive salmon pieces, but I was not hungry. I paid Vine, the silver shecat who was waiting on our table with one of the red stones that most cats collect and press into their pads. Well, most cats who know about the Paws Only Pub and the Mouse Hungry Motel, as well as the Crow Kill Diner where you can only pay with glass, metal or something shiny or silvery. They're so dumb -the birds I mean- that they don't know they are getting ripped off by the cats and occasional dogs that give them potato chip bags turned inside out. The crows stash the objects in their nests. These places are in old twoleg buildings that are shabby, abandoned, and dirty. But, electricity certainly adds a nice touch to a motel. The Paws only Pub has fire, and the crows love using their shiny stuff to reflect light into other's eyes- sometimes. Before our order came to to us, I told Claw about my problems. "I just feel like I'm not respected. I know I can... But how?" And we came up with the idea of building a tribe. We went around, seeking help from rogue's and Clan or Tribe outcasts. We got info from them on how a tribe works, and how to be powerful. Heck, I already had my own ideas about what the word powerful and me would equal. I wanted to be a respected and feared leader. So I gathered up some cats and started making the Tribe of the Sharp Talons of an Owl. I found a mate named Falcon, a ginger shecat with a bright mind, four fast legs, and a  real sharp voice. My father, Sol thinks I'm stupid to create a Tribe, but I never listen to him anyway.

Tribe of the Sharp Talons of an Owl 

Leader- Hawk That Nests on Cliff (Hawk), a brown and black tabby tom with amber eyes

Medicine Cat- Growing Vine with Berries (Vine), a silver shecat with white hind paws and green eyes

Fighters and Guards

Stream That Flows to the Lake (Stream), a white she-cat with ice-blue eyes

Hopping Toad That Croaks Loudly (Toad), a brown tabby tom with dark brown eyes Apprentice- Singing Fish That Leaps

Falcon Which Dives from the Rocks (Falcon), a dark ginger shecat with light grey eyes

Bird Who Swoops Low and High (Bird), a tortoiseshell shecat with dark brown eyes

Silver Bark that Peels from Tree (Silver) a grey tabby tom with grey eyes Apprentice- Blackness that is Night (Night)

Rose that Blooms with Blood Red Petals (Rose), a black she-cat with reddish orange eyes

Mud that Oozes on Feet (Mud) a dark brown tom with dark blue eyes

Sun that Shines on Leaves (Sun), a tortoiseshell shecat with green eyes

Bone that is Crushed by Teeth (Bone) a white tom with yellow eyes

Shards of Glass in Eye (Glass), a white shecat with ice blue eyes Apprentice- Ice that Conquers Water

Death that Runs Silently (Death), a black tom with orange eyes

Tree that is Falling Down (Tree), a pale brown tabby shecat with dark green eyes

Weasel that Burrows Beneath the Ground, a dark brown tabby tom with dark brown eyes

Claw that Shreds Lightness (Claw), a black and white patched tom with dark amber eyes

Raven who Finds Metal (Raven), a silver tom with a black dorsal stripe with yellow eyes Apprentice- Willow that Shadows Those Around (Willow)

Cries that Scratch in the Air (Scratch), a ginger shecat with sky blue eyes

Dust that Spreads to the Sky (Dust) a calico shecat with dark blue eyes

I gave the cats I found additions to their names like the other groups of cats did. I trained them to be ruthless and merciless, cruel, and sly. But Petals couldn't take it. So, as a successful attempt to show the Clan what I'd do to gain ppower I told them that nothing would stand in my way and that I'd kill an unworthy or unloyal cat in the Tribe of the Sharp Talons of an Owl. But Claw, also wanting power, killed her himself, thinking I'd reward him with the position of deputyship. But in my Tribe, that deputies do not exist. So he bit himself in the paw by killing her- his mate that he did love- but not as much as he loved the idea of power.

Author's note*

I HOPE YOU LIKED THIS OPTIONAL CHAPTER. IT'S OPTIONAL FOR THOSE OF YOU (EVEN THOUGH IT IS TOO LATE) THAT LIKE HIM AS A FURIOUS ROGUE OR A REINCARNATED TIGERSTAR OR DARK FOREST CAT. I REALLY REALLY LIKED WRITING THIS CHAPTER, AND I HOPE YOU ENJOYED READ IT! HAPPY SATURDAY!