A brownish tom with harsh, green eyes padding next to a long wall that guarded the Twoleg place.

His ears twitched as he heard a rustle, and a few moments later a black she cat stepped in front of him.

His eyes widened. "Are you Ravenwing?" He gasped.

She slitted her eyes. "Yes. How do you know me?" She asked coldly.

He trembled with excitement. "Good! I am Toadpaw- I mean, Toad! I come from ThunderClan, but I was exiled. I want revenge on the Clans, they are at war! We need to make it worse!" He explained eagerly.

Her fur prickled with interest. "And you want me to help you?"

He nodded.

"Or do you want the whole of RavenClan to help you?" 

At the word RavenClan, a group of cats appeared from the darkness of the bushes. They were all scarred, and looked fierce. They would be a worthy opponent for a experienced cat.

She grinned. "I am now Raven, Toad. I am Raven, leader of RavenClan. We accept your offer, and will help seek revenge for the Clans."