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  • pack of flowing water

    Khaz grimaced.
    Peppa leaned forward and leant over kanzor to heal him. "cloud, go with khaz. He will take you to his den so you can rest. I will heal kanzor."
    Khaz nodded and led cloud to his den.

  • pack of flowing water

    Khaz nodded and led her to his den."here it is. There's my nest. We'll have to share I'm afraid." He curled up on the edge of the nest and let you take up as much space as you wanted.

  • pack of flowing water

    Ok. Timeskip?)
    Khaz looked at te tiny cubs nestled at their mother's belly.
    In the few days they had been alive, he had taken to one of the little male cubs; bandach. In fact, he liked the cub so much he was preparing to ask cloud if he could keep just that one cub at least.
    He nuzzled her awake with his muzzle and asked her the question with a hunt of pleading in his tone."please... Bandach is such a cute little boy..."
    Bandach mewled in agreement.
    His blue eyes gazed innocently up at his mother, his gray-black fur so soft and fluffy it was like curly g around a nest of baby mice.
    Khaz waited for her answer.

  • Come on, come all!

    (Is there anyone who can fancy mercydance?)


    The handsome Tom raked through the compact, warm earth. The heat was not scorching but it was enough to make the ground hard, and one of his claws got caught as he dug. He pulled and his claw was wrenched upwards and off his black paw.
    He yowled in pain, but continued to shovel earth with his forepaw a. When te hole was deep enough, he buried his prey and padded back to xeniacrest and redbrick.
    His mind was on chainedstar, and the medicine cat he loathed so for stealing his leader's heart. The handsome Tom wanted the pretty she-cat for himself: every time he saw her his world changed from winter to spring.
    Her eyes forever heralded joy, her fur as soft as that of baby mice. Her body shape was perfect; tall, skinny and lithe. Her tail was long and flicked smoothly and with silent grace.
    Every tiny thing about her, he adored. But although he knew for certain he had known her for a long while and they were good, close friends, he also knew that the gorgeous she-cat fancied a medicine cat. He plotted how he could stop them being together, but then realised what a selfish Tom he's become and took his mind of it by talking.
    "Xeniacrest, do you think-"
    He was cut of by a fox bounding in front of him. It ran straight past without looking, but he couldn't resist giving it's long bushy tail a swipe.
    Ignoring the cat, it ran on.
    This could mean two things: something bigger was coming, or starclan had sent an omen.
    He looked down at his claws and realised the fur he had pulled from it's back where stained red; not the reddish-brown of fox fur, but a deep crimson.
    The Tom thought nothing of it but still, he's better tell his leader. He tucked it between to branches and continued the patrol, letting xeniacrest lead.