Thread:CrazyNeonWolfx/@comment-34764491-20180727121845/@comment-34764491-20180728223230

Wolfstreak's yellow eyes grey huge as he saw blood, real blood, dripping from the she-cats beautiful coat and onto the snow. "Oh my Starclan," he breathed, racing over to her.

He nudged her with concern. "You're that Emberclan apprentice, right? The one who ran away?"

He wondered if he should go get Creamwing, but he couldn't go back to camp now, and he wanted to stay and talk to the mysterious fugitive his clan was holding.