Whisperingpaw(56/100)
Whisperingpaw took a slight step back as the molly stopped. A tail rested on his back, but he didn't care. The young tom's eyes flashed with awe as he was complimented by this stranger.
'They aren't here to tell me who she is..' Whisperingpaw thought with little panic.
"... Will I be able to...I want to be able to terrorize Cowtuft. He let my old mentor die. If I say yes, will you help me with that?" He asked, anger and grief chocked his voice. Whisperingpaw's dull green eyes looked at the she-cat with hope and awe, something that is never seen in this tom.
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furrensic