¡Blood Warning! 1. Deathstar. He was sent into DeathClan (The mountain's bad afterlife) for starting wars over stuff that happened years ago. He killed a lot of innocent cats, including kits. 2. Leopardheart, he went to DeathClan after he was killed by his own mate, Tigerstripe. He was sent into the horrible afterlife for attempting to murder kits and even killing his own apprentice the day she became a warrior because he thought she had terrible potential. 3. Treestar, the founder of TreeClan. He went to DeathClan as well. He was called evil for injuring two kits, killing a mother and stealing her kit, and torturing his own son, Pineleaf. 4. Ripplestar, he started meaningless wars, and almost killed a kit. For this, he went to DeathClan. 5. Amberstar, a crazy murderer that was known for trying to kill kits, torturing apprentices and encouraging other mentors to do the same, and starting meaningless wars. She went to DeathClan for all this, but the whole thing started when her father and former ForestClan leader, Stonestar, died. 6. Briarthorn, he was known for abusing his apprentice, Wolfpaw, and being a jerk. He hasn't died yet, but he was exiled from TreeClan for killing a one moon old kittypet. All of these drawings are the cats when they were still alive.
Don't be fooled by the crappy thumbnail please! The rest of the project I worked very hard on! Lyrics - Angry River, by Si Istwa ........................................................................................ The emptiness that we confess in the dimmest hour of day. In Automatown they make a sound like the low, sad moan of prey. The bitter taste, the hidden face of the lost, forgotten child. The darkest need, the slowest speed, the debt unreconciled. These photographs mean nothing to the poison that they take. Before our moment's glory, the light begins to fade. .... The awful cost of all we lost as we looked the other way. We've payed the price of this cruel device 'till we've nothing left to pay. The river goes where the current flows, the light we must destroy. The events conspire to set afire the methods we employ. These dead men walk on water, cold blood runs in their veins. The Angry River rises as we step into the rain. .... These photographs mean nothing to the poison that they take. The Angry River rises as we step into the rain.
