"I ain't your lil perfect baby anymore." .:Storyline:. Socks burst into BeachClan Camp. "WHERE IS MY SISTER!? I KNOW YOU HAVE HER!" A grey shecat looked at her. "Resting." she answers. Socks snarls, unsheathing her claws. "Give her back, fur ball. you have NO business with her." she hissed. The grey shecat rolled her eyes. "How do you know?" "I know that because you are certainly NOT accociated with our group. Now hand her over before I make you." Socks snarled. "She need rest" The shecat hissed. "Now leave before I make you" "Oh, I'm shaking in my fur." She meowed sarcastically. "I'm not leaving without my sister, hun." "Well you're not getting her" the shecat said. "Then I ain't leaving." Socks said calmly. "Whatever" The grey shecat said before stalking over to the other side of camp. Socks went to find her sister before she heard a familia voice. "Socks!" "Rocks!| She runs over. "What did she do to you? Can I kill her?" "I attacked her for calling me a kittypet" said Rocks. Socks narrows her eyes. "Nobody calls us kitty pets.." Socks launched at the shecat, and they fought for a while. Then, after another cat joined the fight, Socks and Rocks started to leave. The newer cat, Beestripe, followed them. Socks giggled, then vanished from sight. Before Beestripe knew what was happening, Socks had slit her throat. Beestripe fell to the ground, her blood staining the snow red. Rocks and Socks chuckled. The young shecats stepped on the corpse of the dead cat, and walked into the forest until they were out of sight.
