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Glowstar looked over at Peachstar, they were in the same makeshift camp. She remembered she was dragged there first with her clan and then SpringClan came and for a moment, the guards had been tense. Like they were awaiting another clan that never came. The first day had long since passed. If there were two things she feared it was lack of freedom and cults and this was all two. The only thing scarier would be if it was run by ferrets! It was clear what would happen if there was no resistance. SunClan would convert any and all cats they could and kill the rest. Peachstar and her would be demoted of leader and Peachstar would likely forcibly have all his lives removed. While she would be watched. Always. Because she would leave. But worse, Foxstar wanted her kits because they would likely grow to be savages like herself and there would be nothing she could do if she was forced to serve her. Chaos was all she ever wanted and while this was an unbelievably high dose of chaotic behavior in her life it wasn't worth it if it meant she'd be forced to behave and stay in line.
"We need to get you out," Glowstar said, looking to Peachstar, a cat she literally hadn't made eye contact with this whole time and spoke absolutely out of nowhere to as if he were waiting for her to say this and know exactly what to do.
Peachstar looked up at Glowstar from his position sprawled out onto the ground, his mouth twisting. Out of all the Clans who SunClan had to bring to the makeshift camp...why did it have to be Glowstar's? "You're as sharp as they say, Glowstar," he seethed, uncharacteristically angry for the usually even-tempered leader. "That's a really good idea that you've just had. All that's left is to figure out how. That shouldn't take you long, should it?"
His muscles seemed to bristle with an angry, chaotic energy; there was a brief lull in the conversation, before he sighed and closed his eyes, making no effort to move. "...Sorry. I'm stressed. Obviously. Who's we?"
"Me, I need to get you out," Glowstar said, padding closer to him and lowly whispered, "They're trying to brainwash and assimilate our clans. But they have a test of loyalty and those who do not passed are publicly executed."
She leaned her head away, "I'm a member of SunClan, that's why I'm able to go in and out. I've been where you stand and I'm forced to go through it all over again. She'll strip the lives your ancestors have given you one by one and destroy any members who still follow SpringClan and take those that can be tainted. She's going to kill your whole clan. There are blizzards in DayClan. If we can run back to my border you can lose them in the cold and snow. You'll need to find Renegade Regime and demand Fjord and Sean. Tell them I need help and that Fjord needs to live up to his promise. Then go to WaterClan for help too. That's the plan. But if you die, if you lose eight lives everyone will lose hope, it has to be you that makes it out."
