The Rockfall
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Hawktalon padded quietly, hugging the mountainside. He looked up as small particles of dust sprinkled onto him. He dismissed this, a fact that might've saved him. If he had paid attention, he would've stopped and ran. But he didn't. He continued to pad along. A few heartbeats later, Hawktalon heard a great rumbling sound, as if the mountain was coming to life. He heard the tumbling of rocks as the ground shook. He looked up, only to see large boulders raining down. He let out a yowl of terror that was abruptly cut off by a Thud!
Hawktalon gasped. What was this place? He looked around. Dark, cold, seemingly empty. He noted. Hawktalon shuttered at the memory of the rockfall. Was this a cave that it made... or was I moved here?
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I told you he was fun to experiment with
I made this a while ago and decided to change it-
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Aftermath - warrior cats short stories
Random(n.) situation following an event, occurrence Welcome to this book, where will store all of my random Warriors notes.
