[Little Timmy]

// @finnzel

Creamcloud was lowered down in a hunters crouch, ready to pound on a mouse before — a piercing yowl scared the prey. ”Mouse dung!” she hissed, what’s going on!? her mind suddenly came up with a billion more questions, like “what happened,” or, “is ShadowClan attacking already?” She quickly bounded the direction the sound came from, perking her ears as she heard cats fighting. She sped up her walk into a run, quickly jumping over fallen tree trunks, and a mix of bramble thickets, small thorn bushes, and rocks. She stopped in utter terror as the cats fighter each other. It seemed there wasn’t as many Windclan cats as there were ShadowClan cats, They were outnumbered! she gasped.

Not knowing what to do for a few seconds, she scanned her bright blue eyes across the battlefield. Some cats laid limp on the ground, she spotted the apprentice yellowpaw, and a few others dead. Before thinking she pounced at her closes opponent with her claws pointing at its neck. She kept as quite as she could, hopefully surprising the old looking cat and catching them off guard. She was going to kill this mousebrian! All ShadowClan was is bloodthirsty mouse brained idiots with their head in the clouds and bees in their brain! She hissed inwardly, about to land on the ShadowClan cat.

(Though this is clear, any and all of my cats thoughts may not be true. Insults and stuff are not my perspective on things, I don’t hate any cat if I’ve said that in rp. I’m not gonna kill a cat that doesn’t want to be killed, even if my cat was determined to kill them, they may have though about its but odd are they wouldn’t succeed.)