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Originally Posted by BEAR.
There was never a break in ThunderClan.
Wolfhive was exhausted. Plain and simple, his sleep schedule was tumultuous with the constant addition of new threats, the storm, inner Clan-mate conflict... the list went on.
On this particular day, Wolfhive had been just outside camp. He was double checking the barrier from multiple angles when he heard shouting. Something about an intruder...? But Wolfhive would've spotted - didn't matter.
His rush into camp was met by a gruesome sight - a bloodied Risingstorm holding Flamingclaw by the throat, blood gurgling from the fallen warrior's mouth as the life faded from his body.
"What the hell happened!" Wolfhive hissed, angry and confused and why did dung keep happening to ThunderClan!
He didn't want to assume things, but Risingstorm holding a cat by the throat and killing them was damning.
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Risingstorm was still shaking when he heard wolfhive's voice he looked up to meet his gaze "I-i" he said trying to calm him self " Flamingclaw he came after me...." he started "I don't know he-he said that I-i was a enemy.." his eyes were darting "I don't know what g-got into him it all just happened so fast" he sat down now his voice was still slightly shaky but he was calming down he didn't know what to say his head and side started to hurt more now "He would have killed me" he meowed