Lynxclaw in need of friends and a mate

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    Lynxclaw got hit as more blood came out. he fixed his eyes on Lost soul and let out a growl. he tried to stand but couldn't. in another heartbeat, he was dead.


    Owlkit turned his head.

    Lost Soul turned to face Owlkit. "That's what we do to intruders, little kit." he meowed evilly. "Cougar, Shadow, dispose of that rotting body. Cutter, Tropolis, Sharp Claw, take the kits to the prison room." Lost Soul ordered.
    Sharp Claw picked up Tigerkit.
    Cutter picked up Stormkit.
    Tropolis aimed to pick up Owlkit.
    Cougar and Shadow threw Lynxclaw's body into the river.

    Tropolis snarled. "Lost Soul, this one's feisty!"
    Lost Soul hissed. "Toss him out, then! Leave, Owlkit."

    Tigerkit wailed. "Nooo! Not Owlkit! Owlkit, just behave! I don't want to be separated!!"

    "Please..Owlkit..just for now..when we're older we'll escape!" Tigerkit pleaded.

    Lost Soul sneered. "All three of you, go in that hole over there." he pointed to a large hole too big for kits to climb out of.

    Tigerkit and Stormkit followed, their tails down, their eyes fixed on the hole.

    Stormkit cuddled up closely to Owlkit. He stared straight ahead. "I'm scared." he whispered to his brother.
    Tigerkit nodded. "Me too. But we can do this. We can survive this."

    Cougar answered that question. "We will train you to be DeathClan warriors too. For now, you shall stay in this hole until you are old enough."

    Stormkit nudged Owlkit. "I heard that they kill kits who talk to anyone of higher ranks than them that way. Cougar is deputy!" he whispered quickly.