-d-darkstripe? How do we call her?-
the big, gray tabby tom looked at the black she-cat
-do I care? I don't want you as my mate anymore. So the kit is not mine nethier-
the black she-cat's brown eyes glowed in the dark and stopped the gray tabby
- but, darkstripe!- she was stopped and intimidated her with a hatred gaze
- I have nothing to do with you, shadepelt! One word more and the kit won't live!- shadepelt gasped and curled her kit next to her, while watching darkstripe go.
-Murkkit, she will be called like that-shadepelt took a deep breathe of relief, and her small, black-spotted kit with lighter chest tried to warm up. Shadepelt licked her and curled with her kit.
-why, darkstripe. You are not the same anymore-
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Disclaimer:
I don't own warriors.
Darkstripe and Shadepelt owned by Erin Hunter
