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Originally Posted by Megan
Splashpool looked at Flarestrike with fear in her eyes before realizing that the tom that had done a blow to her shoulder. Small drops of blood splattered the ground from the wound. Splashpool starred at the Shadowclan tom with hurt in her eyes. 'He actually scratched me,' thought Splashpool 'Even after all we have been through.' The soon to be queen looked at Flarestrike, seeing that he didn't mean to hurt her. With all the fighting cats it was hard for anyone to see which cats are from which clan. Splashpool gave her newly made wound a lick, trying to stop the bleeding. After a while the bleeding stopped completely, a few crust of dried blood was all that was left.
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Flarestrike had a pure look of horror, slowly backing away from her. His claws were lightly covered with blood. What would she think? His expression was easily to read. He knew this cat and hurt her, without meaning to. He was hesitant to help her. Mostly because what would happen if someone noticed? His heart felt torn in two. He loved her. He was loyal to his clan. He shook his head, nudging her lightly in the other shoulder. "S-sorry.. um, we need to get under cover. I can't risk someone seeing us." Flarestrike said, cringing at his own apology. It was bad, yes but he would say something more `heartwarming` when they were under cover. Flarestrike knew it was kind of betraying his clan but the moment he talked to her, the moment he could jump back in the battle.