Shimmering paws thudded against the ground as the small tom ran through the Dark Forest. His long tail swished, his ears twitched. He looked well-fed and... happy?
Sure, he had lived in the Dark Forest for four moons, and yet he had not developed the hating attitude and cold heart most cats here had. Instead, he laughed and seemed content, taunting StarClan. They were supposed to be the happy ones, but here a Dark Forest cat was enjoying his own, supposed-to-be-hell afterlife.
Easy. He just let the fact that StarClan had been unfair and the fact that he didn't belong there make him flounce around happily. Any cat could do this, kick the mighty StarClan in the face and show them who's boss. Besides, he could visit his friend who was still alive.
But wait, who is this rebel?
Oh, that's the easiest question to answer yet! A one word answer!
Oh wait, it isn't a one-word answer. Forgot to add his Dark Forest name.