(A few days before the start of the rp...) It was clear that night. The air was hot and hummed with the tension of the crowd of cats- and probably the mosquitos. A sullen cat stood at the front of the pack, breathing in the air of their new- hopefully- territory, turning back to face her group. "Legion of the furious!" Sorrel bellowed as her right and left paws stood on her side. Her dark green eyes flashed as they spoke to them. Their cats. "You have made hefty sacrifices. You left your family, friends, and Legionmates back at home, back at that beautiful lake." This acknowledgement was met with murmurs of sorrow and remembrance, and yet they spoke again. "You are the best cats I could have hoped for, for this mission. It will be difficult, some will be lost, but it will be worth it." With this, Sorrel turned to face the plains, and beyond. Cloudheart, Goldenleaf, and Snowears had all made this step before, it was her turn. "My mother Indigo rules over the ones we left behind well. My brother Phlox is ready to join us with support should the mission go south. You all have committed to making this land ours. Do not fear your own deaths. Tonight, the legion of the furious unleashes our rage!" With this final declaration, the legion erupted into celebratory cheers and whoops, shouting loudly for the beginning of the new regime. Sorrel turned to the front, to her new lands, whispering a promise to herself. "You were foolish to try and run you three. This time, I'll finally hunt you down, crush your descendants, rule over your clans." Their long claws dug into the mud. "Clover will have her revenge, once and for all..."
