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Stupid, stupid, Snakepaw. Silentstorm groaned audibly. It wasn't her fault that she came back from hunting without an apprentice. Of course, it would happen to her. Nothing ever goes right for poor Silentstorm. Spitefully, she glared out over the moor to where the moor parted into the pine trees of Shadowclan. He was probably there, trying to force Dawnstar into letting him join. Idiot. Like Dawnstar would let anyone join her clan, especially a half-trained unloyal apprentice.
Silentstorm still wasn't sure what Windclans relationship with Shadowclan was. In the past moon, it felt like everything had changed and she would never catch up. The shock of Twilightstars kits still reverberated through her mind, the memory of the vultures tearing apart the soft body of a kit who never had the chance to open their eyes still haunted her. There was still four left though. Midnightkit, Lionkit, Leechkit, and Beastkit. When they were old enough to leave the nursery, it would be a shock that they were so well known.
Despite the distraction, Snakepaws leering face reappeared in her mind. His jaw jutting out and his eyes filled with cold humor. Silentstorm could imagine scratching her claws through his eyes, teaching him what it meant to be a traitor, to be "weak." Another snort of disgust made its way out. His ideals of the perfect cat didn't work with him. Leaving because he was angry was something no good cat could do, no loyal car at least. That was the only insult she could come up with. Unloyal, a traitor. Not that anyone cared how she felt. He had been gone for two days before anyone told her.
Finally standing up out of her nest, she stretched and padded into the clearing. She could help with something, maybe hunt or patch up some of the dens, but she didn't feel like. The deaf bengals spark had been dulled. Silentstorm padded over to the nursery and sat right in front of the den. She had learned that most cats wouldn't bother anyone near there, and if they tried, she could always bite them. Curling up, her mind wandered back to Snakepaw. Stupid, stupid Snakepaw.
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