A white and black furred warrior, padded through the forest, the moon gleaming on his pelt as he did. Dirt getting caught in between his paws, he sat down to clean the muck from them, when a twig snapping caught his ears and he looked up.
Blue eyes scanning the area, pupils small.
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Meanwhile a black cat stood from the tree above, he wore a silver collar the gleamed in the moonlight.
He unsheathed his claws, glancing at the others trees that were around him. A larger cat stood on a particularly thick branch, that was towering overhead the black and white warrior. He also had black fur.
Lets all say that this entire crew the silver collared cat owned were all black.
Another tree was a slender black cat, with wonderfully white eyes, reason? he was blind.
The last was a rather small, about the size of an apprentice hovering on the last tall tree.
Really the young one was actually quite old, he was just small as he wobbled slightly on the branch.
The first cat mentioned, silver collared one, flicked his tail three times all three were destined to jump, while the first cat stayed, but he stopped on the third flick.
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The warrior known as Windheart stayed still. figuring it was nothing but the wind, or a mouse...though he detected no scent of prey.
He sighed, feeling the cool midnight breeze on his fur as he stared at the moon, his eyes catching and casting the shape.
They made him fall into a slight daze...As his mind was filled by a blonde she-cat...who had given up her forest life, to save another..he wished he could find her, but that moment was immediately stopped when a cat landed on him, pinning him to the floor.
"Windheart, warrior of complete uselessness!" he spat, unsheating his claws against the others fur, making red run onto white.
The other 3 cats, landed next to him, standing behind him.
"You...killed...one of my kits..i believe.." The leader of the black cat gang spat.
"Now listen here~ i won't kill you...but i just want to warn you" his claws tapped and shot into the skin of the other, causing the young warrior to grimace as he did.
"Never harm anyone i love..." he spat.
"I-I didn't touch a kit!" Windheart yelped.
"You were aware of the brown furred rogue with scars along her pelt...correct?" he asked.
The toms face went to confusion, but then remembrance flashed in his ocean eyes and he gasped. "I-It was an accident i swe-AH!" he coughed, as the other cat, raked his paws slowly down the warriors beautiful fur.
Causing him to pant heavily as the other jumped off.
"Come on..." he nodded towards the three others and padded off into a deeper part of the forest, his companions following.
"A-Ah.." he muttered, blinking as he thought he saw a blonde she-cat, but his vision got fuzzed out as a singled trail of blood ran down his pelt and onto the floor. Damn he was injured.