[dino.]

// @OhZeeWolf

>Goosefury<

The one-eyed tom slunk along just behind Kestrelstar, his fur bristling with anticipation and his single eye shining. Tonight was the night. ThunderClan would finally pay their dues and, oh, would the price be bloody. His claws, coated in red with the juices of death berries sank into the dirt as he paused beside his leader. His entire being practically glowed with the purpose to kill - but not yet. They had to wait, and already his patience was growing thin.

A large she-cat spoke over the others and he swiveled his head to meet her gaze, lips curling in a sneer. "You can barely hold your Clan of cowards together. Why so hesitant to defend your own camp when you had no earlier issues slaughtering our Clanmates?"