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Nightstreak closed her eyes. But she still kept her face to the stars. A tear silently rolled down her cheek. Suddenly, she wrinkled her nose. When she opened her eyes, they were filled with hate. They seemed to reflect something...a fight? A black cat against a brown tabby cat, it looked like. They fought, until the brown cat was standing on top of the other's limp body."I'll get you, Tigertooth."Nightstreak growled."You may have destroyed my Clan, but you haven't killed me. Soon, my paws will be on top of you. Soon, my teeth will sink into your flesh. Soon...I will have revenge."
Whisperpaw stood straighter, lifting her chin."What do you mean? I've been here all along."She shot back, the power of millions of StarClan cats flowing through her. For a moment, without her noticing, her eyes flashed a silvery-white.
Nightstreak closed her head and shook her head to clear it. Then she looked back at Eclipse."So, you're a loner, huh? I am, too. I've been one since 9 moons ago."
Personality: Ravenfeather is calm and usually quiet. When he speaks, his words are not cold. They are passionate and full of meaning. In battle, he does not show any mercy, unless it is a kit or young apprentice. Yet, he is not bloodthirsty, so he will let a cat go after attacking. He is also quite loyal to his Clan. Crush: Emberpaw Other: N/A
Frecklesplash growled and bunched up her muscles at the last minute. She gave a tremendous leap, landing high up in the tree. She looked down at Echocave and sneered playfully.
Palewood appeared behind Smowdrop with two large squirrels in his mouth."Wight rear!"
Whisperpaw stood straighter, lifting her chin."What do you mean? I've been here all along."She shot back, the power of millions of StarClan cats flowing through her. For a moment, without her noticing, her eyes flashed a silvery-white.
