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Post by picklepelt on Nov 29, 2005 12:44:35 GMT -5
Taintedshard was out hunting so he could at least be alone. He liked his new clan, especially the young kit named Destinykit.
He croched down as he saw a mouse. Suddenly, a pain came to his head. memories of his old clan, DemonClan came to him. More came, his parents deaths, his friends being torn apart by KillingClan, and the bodies of different cats, their blood soaking the ground.
He yowled in pain and clawed the ground, like he was tearing into Wickedstar, KillingClan's Leader. Feeling her blood soaking his grayish-black paws, he loved the feeling.
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