OwlPaw shook his head, shaking away the bad thoughts, and he sniffed the cold air, searching for more prey, he had his ears alert, perked high into the air. That's when a flash of light in the corner of his eye frightened him, and he jumped, his fur bristling. It was lightning, of course. He hated lightning and storms. He thought he'd better get back to camp, the rain hadn't even started yet, it was just the thunder. He'd rather not stick around to find out when the rain would start.
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Rekindle- A warrior cat short story
Short StoryOwlPaw tried to warn them. he really did! they wouldn't listen, and now most of them were dead. they blamed it on him, just like they always did... "I'm sorry!.. I didn't mean to... I'm horrible."
