Falsecall and the road to treachery!

[Loki]

Falsecall looked out from the cliff ledge. The blizzard gave its all as he watched with his cold eyes. A black tom with deep amber eyes came from behind him. "What do you want Blade?" Came Falsecall's harsh voice. Blade narrowed his eyes.
"Are you going to rest tonight?" He growled.
"Of course, Make sure Fang is on look out." He ordered.
"In this weather?" Blade mewed alarmed.
Falsecall looked around and stood, the whirling wind buffeting his white fur.
He lunged forward ripping Blade's Shoulder. "Don't question me!"
Blade yowled and slunk back along the cliff edge and into a cleft...

[Loki]

Falsecall narrowed his eyes at the cats he had 'adopted'. They all were his training exercise.
A grey tabby tom padded out alongside two other grey toms though a deeply white flecked tom was the largest out of the three.
the second biggest with his front incisors which were unusually big dipped his head and sat where Falsecall had.
The large grey tom pushed the other in front of him.
"He was caught calling you a mouse-brain my lord."
Falsecall narrowed his eyes.
"Is this true?"
"Yes, My lord...I am sorry..."
Falsecall padded forward and flipped the smaller cat over and then dragged his
claws across the small toms throat. "Does it hurt Apple?"
Apple gurgled blood before becoming lifeless.
Falsecall picked his body up and threw it over the cliff side...