Lethal to the end.(one shot Shadowclan prisoner)

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    It had been simple to surprise Blackpath since his twin thought Darkstalker was dead. An elemental attack from one side sending earth blasting upwards and as Blackpath tried to avoid it he had lept into Darkstalkers venom coated blades, paralyzing him. The Exile had simply dragged Blackpath back to the Exiles camp and tossed him on the ground binding him with rock as he shape shifted enough to look like the Shadowclanner calling out,"Free play thing. Have fun but keep him alive to toss to another of Shadowclans enemies." Darkstalker turned and padded away ready for phase two of his plan, taking Blackpaths place in Shadowclan to cause chaos

    ❝ HOLLYWOOD WHORE ❞ yo, what in the fuck? how the hell is he just going to drag some random ass guy in and then leave? vee usually wouldn't complain but he didn't even do anything, just dropped his ass here, went 'lol peace bitches' or some bull like that and dipped out. whatd he say? something, something, do whatever you please with him? mmm, nah. pass. victoya approaches the stiff shadowclanner, left to her thoughts and wondering if he is even of any importance to his group. probably not. vee circles him for a hot minute, nose sniffing, and then wheels around to the front of blackpath so she can meet him squarely in the eye. "you smell like daddy." she announces eventually, plopping down on her haunches and fixing him with a brilliant green stare.





    ★ ★ ★ The pup would trot over and blink. Who was this. What were they doing here? He didn't like this. So, he hung back a few feet.


    "Speech."

    YOU KNOW, THAT YOU ARE WORTHLESS

    Blackpath looked just like his twin except his eyes didn't hold Darkstalkers demonic red glow. Instead they were a dark green as he snarled at Victoria in pain,"H...he must be traitorous filth l...like all the Exiles know!" His back spasmed as the poisonous barbs Darkstalker left in his pelt dug into his skin as he tried to move but could only shift. Crying out in pain his eyes closed and he sent a weak ripple of electricity down his pelt attempting to make his fur stand up and lift the barbs away from his skin as he gasped,"Please....do what you will but get his damn stingers out of my pelt..."