Flashback. (Old bad blood)

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    Cronos woken up from his sleep. He was recalling from when he first arrived here at the Riverclan camp.


    "That day still haunts me. I can't seem to rest easily now and days." said Cronos as he yawned and stretched.

    "What?" Ice claw poked her sleepy head up glancing at the tom. "You had another nightmare again?" she asked.


    OCC: Ok if I join? :)

    Cronos got up. "Yeah. Maybe a good kill will help take my mind off of this" as he was stretching, ready to go for a hunt.

    "Ok, Mabey to the island in the middle of the river!" Iceclaw meowed bounding after Cronos.


    OCC: LOL does the island exsist!

    OCC:thats good! :)


    IC: "Ok!" She bounded infront of him. They were headed towards the island in the center of thier territory. It was a small island and fiarly easy to swim to. The fish around the island were giant and good to feed alot of cats.

    " Ok!" She raced after Cronos. Comming up behind him, she couldnt see the stump in the middle of the path. Iceclaw tripped over the stump. She screeched in pain as she felt blood welling from her leg." I think I broke my leg!" She called after Cronos, her voice trembling with worry and pain.

    Cronos heard the cry of pain and double backed to Iceclaw. He "Come on. Lets get you back to camp." Cronos looked around to find something to pull Iceclaw back to camp.

    "Not if I have anything to say about that. If we hurry and get it fixed up, you might be able to hunt again." Cronos found a huge leaf that can be used to drag Iceclaw back. "Roll on to this" said Cronos as he laid out the leaf.

    "Not if I can help it." SHe grunted as she stumbled up on three legs. Ice claw refused to be carried back to camp if she could still walk on three legs.

    She bounded back to camp on her three good legs. Iceclaw liked that Cronos was willing to help her. He was strong and admiralble, but now was not the time to day dream about toms. Her leg felt numb as if nothing where there at all.