Banditkit streched, getting up.
"I'm hungry" she mumbled, leaving the den. Bearslash approaching her.
"It isn't quite sunrise yet, what are you doing up?"
"I'm just hungry, that's all." she replied.
"Do you want to see something cool?" he said, sounding excited.
"Sure?" BanditKit agreed, confused.
"Eat something first" he ordered.
BanditKit grabbed a mouse, eating it as swiftly as possible. Bearslash proceeding to pick her up again.
"Are we there yet?" BanditKit groaned. Bearslash glimpsed at her, shaking his head.
After a little while they arrived at the gorge. Bearslash looking around swiftly as though he was planning something, then he proceeded to speak.
"This is the gorge, many cats have died here. Despite all of that it is still so beautiful, just like you and Fogleap.." He sighed.
"But some beautiful things can be the most deceiving ones." he continued.
"Mhm?"
"I wanted to show you around the territory. Don't get me caught, kits aren't allowed outside of camp."
"Oh!" She replied.
"But at least I can show you this beautiful sight right before you die- err.. I mean.. uh... before you become an apprentice"
Bearslash guided her down a tunnel, perhaps to show her something?
"Follow me..!" He purred, or was it just him hissing below his breath?
Bearslash swished his paw around in the water, encouraging BanditKit to do it too. BanditKit got a little too close, though, falling in.
Bearslash pulled her out, chuckling. "Don't die!"
"Fine!" she replied playfully.
The brown tom led her back up the tunnel, heaving his way up the tunnel as Banditkit followed.
"Now I want you to know something else." Bearslash tensed up, letting out a heavy sigh.
"I have always cared for you as my own! Until I found out, you aren't my kit! You are a mousebrained halfclan cat!" He cried, randomly lashing out at her.
"I'll have to kill you, you don't belong! But, the truth is I always felt like you didn't belong, but I still cared!" He yowled.
"Wait, I am Halfclan?" She cried, panicked.
The tom pinned the small kit to the ground, nipping at her ear. The kit clawed at his ankle painfully, panicking.
"What do you think you're doing?" he hissed, clawing at her eye. Lunging at her.
A dilute ginger cat appeared in the distance, breaking up the fight between the two. It was Fogleap!
Fogleap bit the Tom's neck, but he was too strong to submit to the small she-cat. He lunged, pinning her down and taking a blow at her hind leg. Scratching her shoulders. She got up, taking a moment to recover.
He sank his claws into BanditKit's back. Fogleap heaved her way back over to the two, biting Bearslash's scruff, making sure her teeth pierced into his skin.
Bearslash nipped the she-cat's legs, jumping up and taking a blow to her throat. The she-cat took a moment to realize, falling to the ground as she bled out. Grabbing Banditkit and attempting to limp off.
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Banditfoot's sorrow (WIP)
FantasyWho'd ever suspect that a simple secret could ruin a warriors life and whole reputation so easily? Banditfoot was a good cat, but once she figured out the who other cat who carried this secret was, it was too late. She had made the biggest mistake o...
