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Originally Posted by Random Melody
( @tawny~ )
Blackstorm made his way into the clearing, inhaling the familiar scent. Cats, fresh-kill, moss, the faint scent of herbs from the medicine den. It almost made him smile. Almost. Glancing back, the Tom had to make sure Alderscreech was following him still. Oh, how he wished he didnt have to do this! Why couldnt the Clans work in peace? Why did there have to be bloodshed? Funny coming from someone who killed his own father. Blackstorm growled under his breath, shaking his head before clearing his throat. "Snowstar's den is that way." He angled his ears toward the leader's den, giving Alderscreech an almost blank look. He didnt want to show how much he hated this. Blackstorm didnt know what his leader intended to do with the WindClan cat, but judging by the furious look on her face when she spoke to him, gave him his orders, it would not be kind. |
"Blackstorm!" Neverwing's voice called out meekly, and the tom ran in to the clearing with a hare in his jaws. His fur fluffed up shyly as he skidded to a stop beside Blackstorm, placing the hare in front of him. "I, um... I caught this rabbit for you." His ears flicked back nervously, and he could feel his fur warm up. Oh why did he have to be so in love with Blackstorm?