The Warm and the Frost

Prologue
A gold and black she-cat turned and padded away from a huge group of rogues. She was followed by an orange tom, racing after her.

"What's wrong, Shade?" he asked.

"I've had enough of these cats." Shade replied, "We're leaving, Bird."

Bird raced up to stand closer to her. "My dear mate, what about your kits?"

"I'll have them somewhere else." Shade muttered, "I just hope I won't have another runt. If I want to join a clan, I won't be able to just kill the useless ones like I can in the rogue pack."

"You shouldn't worry about haing runts." Bird shook his head, "We're too strong to have a weak kit."

Shade nodded then looked ahead. "Now, we just have to find these 'clans'. If the seniors from the rogue pack are right, they'll do just what we want them to- let us live with them and mooch off of them without us having to do any work!"

Bird grunted then muttered, "Softies."