his eyes widened, and he began to tremble. i stabbed the sharp rock in to his eye, letting out a laugh as he moved his jaw, cutting up his mouth.
blood dribbled down his face as i unsheathed my claws and slashed his cheek.
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↝ • VOICES . a warrior cats short story
Horormy name is harekit. i speak to ghosts. --- I do not own Warrior Cats, it is owned by Erin Hunter. TW: torture, cannibalism, and overall dark themes. Rated mature, only read if you can stomach it!
