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“Stay back!” Astra snarled, backing up further into the alley. To her chagrin it was a dead end, and left her little to no escape from the ‘mons that were ahead of her.
A Medicham and Drowzee approached slowly, both wearing menacing grins, as they looked the Braixen over. The two shot glances at each other and then turned their gazes back to Astra who bared her fangs and snarled viciously.
“You know I bet some witch hunters would pay a pretty fortune for an infamous Witch like you,” snickered the Medicham, as he shifted his arms to his waist, “a pretty price for a pretty witch,” he commented with a laugh, which was accompanied by the Drowzee’s.
“Keep your crummy hands to yourselves! I’m warning you!” Astra spat. She moved back, still relying on her trusty staff for balance.
“You’re surprisingly good at running away for having to use a crutch, too bad you’re no where
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Adderclaw229- Cloverstar :bulletgreeen:
PenguinEatsCarrots - Curlpaw
:bulletgreeen: A large population of Skyclan had all fallen ill to a sudden and disastrous disease that had come from all the rotting fish and frogs by the river, Cloverstar who could only watch helplessly as they all got ill from drinking the tainted water. It was sad seeing so many of her warriors and even a few apprentices pass on, Shadesoul could only ease their pain while ill until they finally let go and left to join Starclan.
The She-cat's heart had been heavy for a long time but she knew that she'd have to hide it in order to ease her clans pain and of course give the few apprentices who'd lost their mentor a new one as well. As she had been naming them she made a split second choice that maybe a new apprentice for herself would be a way lowly heal her own heavy heart. So she had chosen the eldest apprentice of them all, Curlpaw, and take the young tom under her wing.
Maybe a week ha
You're a Sky Full of Stars | Part 2Flicking his tail across her muzzle, Kato grinned at her, before turning and bounding through the followers, leaving a thin trail in his wake. His head followed the path of the early butterflies and bees that fluttered and bumbled past him, but his paws carried him in the direction of the edge of the field, and eventually, he squeezed out of flowers onto the bare, dusty ground that halted it. With a soft squeal, he stretched, loving the feeling of the sun's warmth on his pelt, before shaking off the burrs and pollen that clung to his ginger coat. He was going to be sneezing for days now.More Like This
Trotting a few paces, the tom discovered a shallow dip in the ground and dove in it, purring as he realised that the earth beneath him was already hot because of the sun. Sprawling out, he smiled as he watched Annabelle play in the flowers, her happiness spreading to him.
As a kit, she hadn't played in the flowers much.
Truth be told, not many grew in Shadow Tribe's camp. The sand didn't really allow t