Post by S I L E N T S T E P on Jun 17, 2009 12:51:11 GMT -8
Nightsong sat at the shore of the Misty Stream. She had her eyes closed and her face twoards to the beautiful starry night sky. She loved the night it was relaxing to her.
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Thornclaw slowly padded into AshClan terretory. He spotted his first victem. It was Nightsong of AshClan. "Perfect," he growled smirking to himself.
He quickly ran up behind her with the wind blowing twoards him. She couldn't smell him.
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Nightsong breathed in again. She heard a few leaves crumple and she quickly turend around to see a hudge cat. He reaked of BreezeClan. "Get out of AshClan terretory!" She hissed slashing her claws along his face.
Blood dripped down. She got into a stance ready for battle.
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Thornclaw let out a low hiss trying not to alert any other AshClan cats. He jumped at her taking them both near the edge of the Misty Stream. He leaned forward and bit her neck.
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Nightsong riggled under the presure trying to escape his strong hold. She opened her mouth to let out a yowl but it was too late.
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Thornclaw releaced her and stepped back. He watched her blood drip onto the ground. He smiled evilly and pushed his paw down into the ground facing AshClan camp.
He quickly covred the sent with some fox dung and quickly took off back to camp. Nobody would know about this night. He would think of an exscuse when he got back to camp.
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Thornclaw slowly padded into AshClan terretory. He spotted his first victem. It was Nightsong of AshClan. "Perfect," he growled smirking to himself.
He quickly ran up behind her with the wind blowing twoards him. She couldn't smell him.
---
Nightsong breathed in again. She heard a few leaves crumple and she quickly turend around to see a hudge cat. He reaked of BreezeClan. "Get out of AshClan terretory!" She hissed slashing her claws along his face.
Blood dripped down. She got into a stance ready for battle.
---
Thornclaw let out a low hiss trying not to alert any other AshClan cats. He jumped at her taking them both near the edge of the Misty Stream. He leaned forward and bit her neck.
---
Nightsong riggled under the presure trying to escape his strong hold. She opened her mouth to let out a yowl but it was too late.
---
Thornclaw releaced her and stepped back. He watched her blood drip onto the ground. He smiled evilly and pushed his paw down into the ground facing AshClan camp.
He quickly covred the sent with some fox dung and quickly took off back to camp. Nobody would know about this night. He would think of an exscuse when he got back to camp.
