LOVES A GAME,THAT I TEND T9 LOOSE[toms needed]WANNA PLAY

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    Midnight was curled in a ball asleep.She didnt know where she was,nor did she care.The small,black,shecat's dreams werent of chaseing mice,they were about her dead brother.There was gore and dead cats,dead humans,and dead dogs.She shuddered,it was cold outside.

    Bloodclaw was shivering in the piercing cold, when he spotted a den. "I need to get back soon..." The tom entered it, then saw a she cat sleeping there. "Mmm, what's this?" BloodClan padded over, a deadly glint in his eye. "A toy..."

    The small shecat tossed and turned."Grr”she shut her eyes tighter.She sprung up."I cant sle-”she noticed the tom near her and unsheathered her claws.

    "Who are you”she hissed at the tom,her fur bristling.The small,black shecat's eyes were glowing a bit,and a light glow formed around her body

    Bloodclaw not BloodClan


    "Someone." Bloodclaw quickly stopped, swiftly switching his gaze outside. "I happened to just stumble in."

    Looks like I have to use my trump card. Bloodclaw offered his paw out and looked at the she cat innocently. "There is no need for attitude like that. Let's start over. I'm Bloodclaw."

    "That's better," Bloodclaw gently laid his tail over her paw, briefly, and whisked it away. "I like Midnightpaw, it's a cool name. So you're a clan cat, I assume?" The tom mewed, winking at her.

    "Then what're you doing in a place like this?" The tom mewed politely, patiently positioning himself in a sitting position.

    The femme looked down."They dont trust me so my mentor told me to sleep outside of camp tonight”her claws dug into the stone underpaw.

    "Oh.'' Feeling pity for the she cat, Bloodclaw offered her a small rare smile. "That's cold. Should I keep you company?"

    "I'm on a mission. I live in a vicious clan..." Bloodclaw's smile vanished, and his eyes were fixed outside.

    Her eyes grew a bit wider and she smiled."Vicious”she let out a small purr as memories of Blood,her father,and her brother came to her mind."What clan”

    "Just,intrested,what kind of mission are you on,if you mind me asking”the small shecat seemed excited but didnt want to look unprofessional infront of this tom.

    Bloodclaw studied her reaction, resisting the urge to laugh. She was so cute...Wait, what? The tom quickly changed his expression, giving his pelt a hasty lick. "It's nothing big...Kill, return, report..."