Birth By Sleep{Open}

Tigerstar appeared out of nowhere, his form sleeping. He lifted his head, and yawned. He looked around. "Shadowclan?" He mumbled. "Shadowclan!" He hissed. He falls asleep in the Dark Forest, and he wakes up in the Shadowclan Territory! "I must be dreaming! No.. Wait... I'm not!" He hissed. "Finally! I can have my revenge!" Tigerstar clawed his way up the nearest Pine, not wanting to be killed yet again... His tiger like claws dug into the tree limb, and his tail twitched about.

Sagepaw was treading about, wondering what his dream was about. a new scourge will rise, many will fall. "Thats impossible. Scourge can't come back, he is dead." He continued to walk and came across another cat in a tree. His eyes seemed to stare into his soul. a new scourge!

Tigerstar flicked his eyes over to an Apprentice... What does he want... The large brown tabby flicked his tail. "What do you want?" He growled, his hackles raised as always. The evil in his eyes glinted, like a blazing fire. This Apprentice seems weak, Medicine Cat Apprentice, maybe? Tigerstar bared his teeth at the Apprentice. He was well enough covered by the darkness, and pines, that only his eyes could be seen.

"What clan are you from and whats your name?" Hissed Sagepaw, trying to mask his true fear. "The warriors will drive you out, who ever you are." He added, not giving time for the cat to respond.

"Heh! Haven't you heard the Stories the Elders tell? The stories of a leader? A leader who could have made Shadowclan the best? A leader who died by the claws of Scourge? If not, then I don't think you're good enough to know my name!" He hissed. The fear scent of the Apprentice filled his Nostrils.

Sagepaw could tell he would not take a insult by the way he talked. "I must of not herd your story because it was pathetic and the elders would be ashamed to tell the story of such a weak cat!" He moked, he hoped The cat would chase him to camp so the warriors could take care of him.

Tigerstar grunted. "You must be a Medicine Cat Apprentice then, eh? Such weaklings... Beliving in Starclan... Try living in the Dark Forest for many generations! It's much, MUCH worse than Shadowclan's forest..." He hissed. The large tabby tom unsheathed his curved tiger like claws out more. He swiped at the Apprentice's face, hoping to leave a gash.

Sagepaw fell to the ground in pain. His face was bleeding and the claw marks felt as though they broke his skull. He got up and ran to camp, often falling due to blidness in his right eye. His dream now made sense. this wasent scourge, he is a scourge.

Tigerstar smirked as the Apprentice ran back to his camp. "My job here is done, for now..." He growled, bolting off to where the gathering should be.
(Mainly because that's where he is right now.)