Re: ThunderClan Territory
Fallen slinked along the Twolegplace's enclosing walls. With a growl, his ever-hungry stomach reminded him that it had been 2 days since his last meal. A sigh left the tom's mouth, and he turned into a alleyway, which led to a forest. The scent of prey filled his mouth and nose, and a small grin appeared on his face. 'Finally, somewhere I can find real prey and food. No more digging through trash and stealing twoleg chickens!' He merrily thought, and the grass cushioned his worn-down paws, as he stepped into the forest.
Last edited by Pugkin Spice; January 6th, 2017 at 03:06 PM.
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