He had noticed the signs early on, but had sought shelter too late. And now, the storm was raging. In the small crevice, a shallow dip in a rock wall, the small bundle of golden tabby fur lay, shivering. He wrapped his tail instinctively around his thin frame, only to realize it was no longer there. Wincing at the memory, flashbacks more like, caused the malnourished tom-kitten to quake even further. His torn ears flattened like a helmet against his cranium, in attempts to block out the booming thunder that roared like beats. His stumpy tail swished wildly against the cold stone ground, the only signs of life in the kit, besides his ragged breaths and continuous shivers. At the next crack of thunder, he let out a pathetic mewl that subsided into a dull whimper. He closed his eyes and wished to die.
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A Gilded Leaf
FanfictionThe story of Gildedpaw, the medicine cat of Shadowclan, apprenticed to Scorchflame. Born and abandoned by his Bloodclan parents, he was brought to the clan, where he remained, shy and in fear. Until one day, him and Coral were kidnapped... and every...
