Plotting, Scheming, Planning... all the same, really [Open]
Appleberry paced as he tried to plan a revenge against the clan who had cast him out for trying to do the right thing. He did not stop pacing, fur still soaked in blood and eyes burning with hatred. Suddenly, an idea sprang to mind. The ginger tom hopped up onto a nearby rock, looking at his surroundings. He'd gather some fellow rogues and other outsiders to attack Riverclan with. If that didn't work, he knew Dogpaw could take over.
His emerald green eyes had a hazy cloudy fog as he began looking around and planning.
"HEY! ANYONE HERE WITH A GRUDGE AGAINST RIVERCLAN, COME GANG UP ON 'EM WITH ME FOR KICKING ME OUT WHEN I WAS TRYING TO DO THE RIGHT THING!" He yowled loudly when he was done preparing, voice loud and harsh.
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