Surprisingly, Specklefur had her kits with her. Nobody knew who the father was, and Specklefur refused to tell. Specklefur looked around nervously when she heard the twig snap.
Redwind, jumped out for the grass. "Hi!" He chirpped
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Surprisingly, Specklefur had her kits with her. Nobody knew who the father was, and Specklefur refused to tell. Specklefur looked around nervously when she heard the twig snap.
"Sure," Kestrelflight replied, hoping it would ease his mind. He settled down beside the pond. He tried to not think about RiverClan; that was one of the last things he wanted to think about right now.
Darkcloud thought of ways to clear Kestrelflight's mind on whatever's been bothering him. He gazed back into the pound and discovered the fish he's been stalking for a few moments. "That vast fish is the one I've been trying to find the correct moment to cease." He informed, pointing with his paw.
"Mm," Kestrelflight murmured, his mind clearly adrift. The scene of the dog snapping Silverstripe's neck like a cracker while Shadowpelt got Silverstream to safety first replayed over and over again in his mind like a broken record. His eyes burned. "Did you hear about Shadowpelt's little love affair?" The words practically rolled out of his mouth; he hardly had any control over them, he was so angry.
Darkcloud was focused and occupied by the immense fish, gliding in the water. Darkcloud heard him and glanced at him, "no." He replied, all his focus on Kestrelflight.
"He went off and got all lovey dovey with a RiverClan she-cat," he spat, allowing some of his anger out. "And he may have just killed my daughter for it."
Darkfeather ears perked up skyward and eyes widened. He gazed at him feeling sorrow, bit hide it with a frustrated expression. "What a traitor! " he hissed.
Shadowpelt walked to Maplestar's den, his head and tail in the air. He wasn't responsible for Silverstripe's injury.. and he sure wouldn't act like it. He walked to the entrance, doing his best not to shrivel under the warrior's hard glares. "Maplestar?" he called, his voice sure and strong.
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Specklefur spooked. "What are you doing out here?!"
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"Mm," Kestrelflight murmured, his mind clearly adrift. The scene of the dog snapping Silverstripe's neck like a cracker while Shadowpelt got Silverstream to safety first replayed over and over again in his mind like a broken record. His eyes burned. "Did you hear about Shadowpelt's little love affair?" The words practically rolled out of his mouth; he hardly had any control over them, he was so angry.
Darkcloud was focused and occupied by the immense fish, gliding in the water. Darkcloud heard him and glanced at him, "no." He replied, all his focus on Kestrelflight.
"He went off and got all lovey dovey with a RiverClan she-cat," he spat, allowing some of his anger out. "And he may have just killed my daughter for it." Darkfeather ears perked up skyward and eyes widened. He gazed at him feeling sorrow, bit hide it with a frustrated expression. "What a traitor! " he hissed.
"Tell me about it!" Kestrelflight snarled. "I hope he gets his useless, foxhearted tail exiled... because if Maplestar doesn't 'tend to' him, I am. And I can promise you, he'd much prefer that Maplestar would do it." Darkfeather revealved an immense grin, "Please let me help you on your goal to exile him." He wished.
"Yes," Kestrelflight nodded, cracking a small grin for once. "Thank you."
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Oh no... Shadowpelt thought sadly, but pushed aside his fears and padded in. "Yes, Maplestar?"
Come in." Maplestar's voice was emotionless and eerily calm, almost as if she was masking fury.
(Oh crud.)
Oh no... Shadowpelt thought sadly, but pushed aside his fears and padded in. "Yes, Maplestar?
Come in." Maplestar's voice was emotionless and eerily calm, almost as if she was masking fury.
(Oh crud.)
Oh no... Shadowpelt thought sadly, but pushed aside his fears and padded in. "Yes, Maplestar?
Come in." Maplestar's voice was emotionless and eerily calm, almost as if she was masking fury.
(Oh crud.)
Oh no... Shadowpelt thought sadly, but pushed aside his fears and padded in. "Yes, Maplestar?
Come in." Maplestar's voice was emotionless and eerily calm, almost as if she was masking fury.
(Oh crud.)
Oh no... Shadowpelt thought sadly, but pushed aside his fears and padded in. "Yes, Maplestar?