Gingerpaw plunged deep into the river. She struggled to find the surface. Her paws floundered uselessly. Her legs ached. Her eyes stung. Her lungs burned.
Her head broke the surface and Gingerpaw took a quick, gasping breath. She heard a loud splash behind her and her head went under again. She was tumbled around like a butterfly on a breeze. Then thorn-sharp teeth closed on her scruff. She felt her skin tear and warm, pink water washed past her face. She felt... herself surging... upwards
and then...
Nothing...
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Gingerpaw
RomanceA feral cat, born and raised in Treeclan, looks all set to become the perfect warrior that her clan needs to protect them from harsh seasons and deadly rivalries. She has a mother, father, sister, and a best friend who hopes to someday be her mate...
