a happened meeting [f&g]

[Shads]

Come let the, revolution takes its toll
You'd see that, we should never be afraid to die
They will not force us
They will stop degrading us
They will not control us
We will be victorious

Rays of light slowly began to break through the nights grasp on the sky. They started in the east, casting blue onto the sky and hues of gorgeous pinks and oranges onto the fluffy, harmless white clouds that littered the far eastern sky. As time elapsed, the darkness of the sky gradually became light. Night was retreating into a slumber until it was time for its reign to begin again. Night and day were in constant battle, one never really ever winning or losing. Just like good and evil.

A ink colored body made its way through a grassy meadow a couple kilometers away from the clans. Not that it mattered to him. He came and went as he pleased simply because no one could stop him. He was free. Free to do whatever he wished. Even if someone thought they could stop him, he would quickly put them down. His body was average in size, but well honed to be a killing machine. He had the speed of a Windclan cat, the agility of a Riverclanner, and the strength of a Shadowclan warrior. His claws were long and sharp, ready for anything. He was the type of cat you didn't want to provoke in a dark alleyway.

Actually, it wouldn't matter where you met him if you provoked him. He would fight a leader surrounded by his cronies if he had to. He was Azrael, after all, leader of the Elite. He could do what he wanted. He would not harm you just because though. No, he had some respect. You would have to provoke him, poke and prod him until he gave you one too many warnings. He was not a savage like his father, and prided himself in this fact.

As his steely gray eyes kept watch around the meadow, he padded to where the forest created a shady edge. The sun was already fully up now, though it was just above the horizon. He was scouting a new place for his group to hunt. Reconnaissance is the best way to guarantee success, and who better to do so than most silent cat they had. Himself. He trusted no one as much as trusted himself to do the job well. It was just like the saying says.

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