Larkfeather's Choice

Larkfeather's Choice

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A crow of perfect sleekly black wings alights upon a nearby dead branch. They flare like an omen as it settles. Cautious, beady eyes observing the mangled, undead creature dragging its body forward. Tottering and teetering out of the bushes. The spitty hiss it makes as its decayed teeth - yellowed and full of pulpy bits of bloody flesh - snap and bite. The crow chatters quietly, another landing idly next to him. No cat noticed the first signs until it was too late. ~ Alt. Summary: A terrible virus has ripped through the clans, worse than what any cat has ever seen. In the forest, the undead begin to roam and abound. Resources are scarce, and every last heart beating is left to fend for their own safety by any means necessary - lie, cheat, steal or kill. Cats turn against each other; murder one another. Blood paints the sky. An ill-fated she-cat from ShadowClan struggles to survive as everything falls against her.
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"Dead bodies were- littered everywhere." She struggled to find her voice. "A cat who's claws are stained red roams our borders, no one can stop her! Many will attempt but they won't make it out alive!"With one large and terrifying gasp for air she collapsed to the ground. "Be aware, Breezepaw. Danger will come crawling where you least expect it. Like a cricket hiding within the grass." A cat roams owlclan's borders with blood stained claws and a pelt littered with battle scars. She's on a killing spree, a ravage some may call it. She doesn't hesitate to rip out the throats of those who defy her and you shouldn't test her temper. The moment this tortoiseshell got a wiff of blood she knew she would love to see others bathed in it. So this is what victory feels like? Seeing your opponent's look of terror as they realize what you've just done to them. It's marvelous, nothing can match. It don't matter who you are, you can be her kin, her leader or her friend. It doesn't matter if you get in her way she won't hesitate to rip you of your life. A Massacre that resulted in Owlclan's downfall. Caused by one cat. "I told you I always win, _______" - Her last words.

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