Aftermath - warrior cats short stories

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It's 9:23.
I'm on a vacation.
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"What did you say about me?"
The cat's claws tapped on the stone.
"What did you say?"
He growled.
"Fine. I'll get it out of someone..."
He launched forward. Sinking his claws into the other cat's fur felt... pleasing.
Hearing the cat's screeches.
Pleasing.
As he dug his claws deeper, silence filled the space around him. The cat was still screeching. But it was silent.
He smiled.
This was all so pleasing.
Letting his claws relax, the cat under him fell limp.
"Well, Havenflame, not so powerful now, hmm?"
"Foxsoul!"
His ears flicked.
"Hello."
Turning swiftly and pushing off of the wall, he bowled the other tom over and smashed a paw down on his throat.
The tom under him shook in agony. He raised his paws to bat the bigger cat, but it was no use.
That cat was dead.
Stepping off, Foxsoul smirked. "Well, well, well, Ravenwing. Too. Bad."
He grabbed the black tom's body and threw it over to where Havenflame was.
He unsheathed his claws and grinned. Every cat was standing outside of the den.
I will control these cats, he thought.
If I don't kill them first.
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Hahaha, we got dark.
It was fun to write that for some reason.
Tell me if it needs to be more of a story...