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Originally Posted by Cubeisdagoat
(Shall I mention you in the Twolegplace thread I made of the mafia base?) Now, as all this was happening a small shadow loomed over Weaseltooth's grace and disturbed it before dragging the body away. The soft sounds of growling and almost... Something being skinned was heard before the grave was set back the way it was and that someone left.
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->> jayfrost [he/him, warrior, 23moons] <<-
a tall silver classic-tabby with well groomed short to medium length fur and icy blue eyes
seeing the group of rogues and charredpaw attempt to run away the grey tabby, just returning to battle from camp, immediatly took of running after them.
"Why is noone doing anything???" he yelled at his clanmates before focussing on following the rogues, guessing their planned route out and keen on cutting them off.
"stupid stupid stupid" he hissed to himself, running towards the spot he expected them to come across and then launching himself at the rogue carrying charredpaw from the side, effectively knocking the rogue and himself over.
unable to see beyond fur and dirt at the moment, the tom quietly prayed to starclan that the rogue had let go of charredpaw before trying to locate the attackers weak spots. neck. troat. stomach. anything at this point.
(interception because he cant just disappear carrying an apprentice in territory he doesnt know)