The Crows' Whispers - An interactive Warrior Cats fanfic
- MGA BUMASA 13
- Mga Boto 1
- Mga Parte 1
Ongoing<5 min
Huling na-publish Tue, Jan 23, 2024
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Pebblenose looked around the clearing he was in, the familiar rocky hills Duskclan was known were replaced by a thick forest. The sky above was pitch black, not a single star could be seen.
The sound of birds flying echoed through the forest as a crow landed on the branches of a tree.
And then another one.
And another one.
Soon, a flock of crows surrounded the medicine cat. He took a step back as rustling could be heard from a bracken, and a small, weak wolf cub came out of the bush.
The wolf fell down on the ground, and the crows quickly flocked to it, pecking its flesh until it gave out and eating its insides.
As much as everything is his body told him to run, Pebblenose could do nothing but watch the horrifying scene go by. The crows suddendly turned to him, which caused him to take some more steps back, breathing rapidly.
He heard various voices whisper to him, though they slowly blended into one singular, straightforward message.
"Don't let the crows destroy her from inside."
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Wolfkit is a member of Duskclan, new to the world, excited to live the life of a warrior, a medicine cat, or even a leader!
It's your job to guide her through the ups and downs of clanlife, especially during the war that could destroy her clan.
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