The Amazon Rogues - The Betrayl

Claw's POV

The night was beginning to wane to dawn the next day. The clouds remained as dark as ever, still hinting at the storm to come.
Claw woke and yawned, looking around the Masters den with a bleary eye. Maple, a young, tortoiseshell she-cat still slept, twitching as though she were having a bad dream. Claw frowned. He hoped she wasn't dreaming about getting hit by the monster again; she seemed to have that nightmare a lot.
He stood up, making sure to steady himself of his three legs and careful not to wake Maple. He stretched, arching his back luxuriously before hobbling out into the clearing. A few drops of rain had begun to fall, dappling the ground so it looked like the pelt of a cat. He looked around. As usual, Blood was arranging the first patrols of the day.
Pine was leading the dawn border patrol, with Ivy, his apprentice Blade, and Smoke.
An early hunting patrol was also arranged, Blood himself leading, with Scorch, Thunder, Ice, and her apprentice Poppy. He saw his mate, Wolf, sitting outside the nursery, her belly swollen with their unborn kits. Aspen sat outside with her, Pepper and Crow play fighting.
Claw sighed. 'I'll never join a patrol again.' He thought, looking angrily at his missing leg. "Claw!" A cat called his name and he turned to see his daughter, Ripple, trotting over to him. He purred loudly and rubbed his muzzle against hers. They had always had a close bond, always checking that the other was okay. "Hey Ripple." He meowed, smiling. Ripple sat next to Claw. "I don't have to go on patrol yet so I thought we could talk?" She asked friendly. Claw nodded. "Of course." He replied, his whiskers twitching.
They laid down together, sharing tongues and murmuring. Although he couldn't patrol with his clanmates, he was still respected, and his worries dissolved into nothing.