Frostpaw was cat-watching. It was her favorite pastime. Well, technically it was going up to them and making them feel intimated that was her favorite pastime. Anyway, she was sitting near the fresh-kill pile, eyes narrowed, peering at her Clanmates. She saw Respawn, just sitting there, looking all sad. Perfect prey.
"Hi, Redpaw." She meowed, coming up to him. She knew he couldn't respond. He was mute, right? Frostpaw wondered how he communicated. This would be fun.
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