February 19th, 2018, 10:27 PM
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Re: Mud, Blood, and a Flash Flood
Leopardpaw felt frozen in her spot as Shadowclan slunk out of the shadows. She suddenly felt alone, despite her clan mates bristling at her side. The bengal cat kept her head low and opened her mouth to scent the air, the Shadowclan odor overwhelming. There were a lot of warriors, it seemed like they came prepared for a fight. When Leopardpaw heard the attack orders from Shadowclan, she gasped, "What? No!" She quashed that first tremor of fear that shook her and sunk her claws in the ground and closed her eyes for a heartbeat to steady herself. When her eyelids fluttered once more, her eyes shone with a fierceness they had been looking earlier. Leopardpaw took a step forward, immediately spotting a famililar pelt showing through the crowd of grappling cats. The last time Leopardpaw saw this pelt it had pinned her mentor to the ground in the Thunderclan camp. And though, Honeyflower had assured Leopardpaw that she gave as good as she took, Leopardpaw was filled with an uncharecteristic surge of anger. She stalked towards her chosen opponent, head once again lowering to scowl at the grey tom. As much as her paws itched to charge at him, she had seen Ashnose in battle before and after hearing Honeyflower's words, knew she had to be careful to stay out of his grasp. @Thistledawn
Last edited by Radler; February 19th, 2018 at 10:27 PM.
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