WARNING: Story contains strong language. Unfinished. Flaresong padded up the windy mountain. She had two cats behind her, Lostecho and Silverheart. "Are we there yet...?" Said Lostecho, who was impatient. "No, not even close," growled Flaresong. The cats behind her looked at each other, shivering. "You shouldn't do this to us," said Silverheart. "I can and I will." Replied Flaresong. "Come on, our leader doesn't even know we're gone!" Said Lostecho. "Who cares," snarled Flaresong.