The Fog Cat Tribe had just moved over to the Western continent from the Eastern continent.
Their relationship with the White Star was the result of a deal.
That was why the Chief stopped caring about the death of the White Star�s subordinates and started to selfishly think about himself and his tribe. He hid within the fog and gave an order in a quiet voice that only other Cats around him could hear.
�The shame of the Fog Cat Tribe has finally come outside.�
The Cats finally understood what the Chief meant when he said, �good.�
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