Runningkit's Stray Th[o]ughts

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    Runningkit paced around camp, lashing his tail and planning his escape.
    He'd been planning how to run away for the past moon, but his injured paw had prevented it.
    Until now. Now he was focused on how to get far away without anyone noticing. He was going to find Vinekit's murderer, and kill them himself. He still hadn't decided if he would take anyone else with him; he might. But for now, he was prepared to go alone. He just needed the right opportunity.

    "nothing..." she said a little suspiciously "why are you pacing?" she asked guilt still in her eyes