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He opens his eyes, that practically glow in the darkness. He smells another cat and his lips pull away from his white teeth as he smiles darkly at the thought of a victim - a cat to bother, to haunt. He then starts to sharpen his claws on a tree nearest to him.
Remembering how he died, he frowns and stops. All of his Clanmates had left, surrendered, and left him to fend for himself.
Dirty cowards. He hisses as he digs his claws into the dirt. He shakes his fur before he yawns. He feels
bored - where is that new cat who he had smelled?
"Here, kitty, kitty, kitty, kit." He calls in a silky voice as he stands and starts to walk around in the darkness, his large, scarred pelt heaving as he quickly grows accustomed to the darkness around him.
It was the tom named Snake. A loner, the cat named Snake was. Snake had attacked Snaggletooth's mate - Sleepydawn - and Snaggletooth has attacked violently until the two were both bloody. Sleepydawn had run away - as had their two friends, Sleekshine and Reedbite.