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The Cannibal
Hollowkit nodded to the she-cat as the yowls of battle echoed around the camp. Without looking the least bit worried, he picked up a thrush and said;
"I'm going back to the nursery to wait this storm out."
With that, he pushed his way through the tangle of warriors until the white tom reached his destination. Rather than bring the thrush to his Mother, Hollowkit sat just inside the entrance of the nursery, gazing out at the battle before him.
Many of the fighting cats had fear in their eyes- a mistake, he knew.
Those were the ones who would die.
Perhaps I'll get to see death for my own eyes.
Is it really all that bad, I wonder?
Should I fear it?
Hollowkit wished those queens would move so he could see better.