The moon was high in the sky and no cat was to be seen the river flowed through the forest and seemed to glimmer in the luminous light that was gently given by the moon.
He scrached a rock as if to sharpen them. In his eyes it was empty except for the only sadness and pain given by the shadows in his soul.
He was a skinny cat with the blood stains of his enimies permanently on his fur and claws. Soon, just as he was going to get up and hunt he stopped in an instant when he heard a faint cry he paused then decided to go find out where the mysterious cry was coming from.
As the black soldier padded through the forest trying not to step on any twigs leaves or branches that may be laying on the forest floor he crept forward as if to hunt but he was only watching,a blue and black colored she- cat with flame in her eyes looked over twards the moon crying, mourning as if begging starclan, but for what? He crept a bit more forward as if to pounce he was low enough to sink right into the forest floor if that could be possible. Then just as he was getting ready to pad away another she- cat appeared out of the midst of the forest. This cat seemed to whisper in the other cats ear but about what? As soon as the she- cat had finished the other looked as if rage would burst out of her at any moment. The solider had seen enough and decided to go back to the place where he felt nothing could bother him for he was an enemy to all that had seen and will see him because of his murderous heart.
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