" Come on! We have to go!" The slightly older cat growled into the bright yellow scruff, dragging them away from the old camp and their old life.

" Ozul! What are you doing! They need us!" The small, bright Color morph cried out, struggling to get away from the Corruption morph, freezing when she saw it change.

The previously white fur started to bleed into a pitch black color, progressing the morph further along. The once small slivers of amber in the icy blue eyes grew.

" O-ozul.... what's going on...?" Sunny asked, softly, squeaking when she heard a response from behind her, one that wasn't Ozul.

" Simple. They're abandoning us." That voice. One of the Storm Legacy.

No no no! This can't be happening! They can't leave and take me with them!

Sunny cries soon fell silent, as Ozul managed to knock out the younger color morph, her bright yellow body falling limp underneath them.

" You.... the youngest of the stupid family." Ozul growled out, blue and amber eyes locking onto the harsh grey eyes that were present in the Storm Legacy, these belonging to the light blue kyanite crystal morph.

" You should know by now that we don't enjoy your weak insults, Ozul." Another cat with blue-ish grey eyes stepped out, white pelt spotted with black from their moons of leading the clan. 

" Leave, Ozul. I doubt you'll last long out there. And consider this your punishment for being weak, Sunny." The third one growled, black and white speckled wings stretched high in a move of intimidation, making the dark brown edges glow gold as they caught the sunlight.

" No one wants a weakling in the Storm."