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Originally Posted by Okapi
Goatpaw's eyes dimmed as he began to see starry cats around him. He was in Starclan.
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Originally Posted by Gusty
@ Swiftheart @ Haunted Rainbowsprinkle
Halite felt his claws grip against the smaller cat’s fur, intently pressing down as hard as he could. Blood was pouring out of Goatpaw’s wound, splattering onto the surface of the ground. You’re lost, he thought, attempting to lock eyes with the weak clan apprentice. This is what you get. This is what all the clan cats should get. A horrible, miserable, torturous death. I might as well drag it out for a few moments longer.
That other apprentice, Coyotepaw, had lunged towards him, but the apprentice’s aim was poor and shaky. It resulted in a miss. Oh, what a shame. You wouldn’t do much damage to me anyways.
Goatpaw was calling out what was most likely his last words, telling Coyotepaw to run away and fetch help. Desperate fools. The gray-furred tom picked up his left paw slowly and slashed at the Goatpaw’s throat. The tom could see how life was leaving the injured appentice’s eyes. He felt no shame. |
Cayotepaw got up from the ground,about to lunge at the dusk syndicate leader again,but his eyes widened.He had been to late,and now his clanmate was dead.He later at Halite,but didn't say anything,or attack.He didn't want to die only as a apprintice,but he didn't want to leave goatpaw to lay in the middle of the battle field,even thoughhe was dead.He waited for Halite to move toward him,so he could make a move.