Sneak Peak From My Storie Fiercesoul stood on the side of the gorge beside WindClan territory, the wind buffeting her face, her silver tabby fur ruffled. She stood beside the silvery tom, Somberclaw, her face filled with emotion. She could only see his outline, the moon almost fully covered with clouds. Their fight had disturbed the Gathering, clearly showing StarClan dissaproved. She lashed her tail, letting her sharp claws slowly slip out. "How could you do that to me?" She snarled. "Oh, like you and Falconblaze havn't been doing anything!" He snapped back."You are hopeless! A worthless lump of fur!""I'm the best thing that ever happened to you, Fiercesoul!