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Palepaw
◆ Loner | 13 moons

Soft words came out the tom's mouth. Gentle and kind. And he sounded similar to all the cats he's ever known in ShadowClan. Of course, some of them were a little mean, but this one in particular sounded worry for him, just as Rookfire and Nightshiver would've been. Lured in by the safe voice, Palepaw responded with his daily agenda as if it was another day in the clans. "I'm gonna hunting! And then I'll scout for trails to get back home-"

"Dog!?" Palepaw exclaimed, realizing what the older tom had said, and bolted straight up, turning his head around to be on the lookout for danger. His sky blue eyes grew wide with worry. "Then we should get out of here!"

That's what Palepaw suggested, but he doesn't know where to go. He didn't even know the area, much less a safe space. He darts around and urges the older tom to get moving, too. If there were dogs in the area, they should find a space to hide.

[ @Vessel ]