Thread:CrazyNeonWolfx/@comment-34764491-20180417112921/@comment-32210639-20180501231625

Slatepaw felt her paws pounding the earth, claws still out from the fight. Blood dropped from one of the many cuts and her body. Slatepaw slowed to a stop, panting for breath. She swiveled her head and lapped at her bloodied shoulder. I can’t believe I did that! Slatepaw should’ve felt bad, or at least guilt for what she had done. She gazed at her paw, covered in blood not her own. Instead she felt a smile curl her lips. Suddenly Slatepaw perked her ears, turning her head like an owl. The leaves shuffled as she crouched in them, prepared to fight once more, a snarl tumbled deep in her gullet. Slatepaw watched as a cat emerged from the opposite bush, one with a familiar speckled coat, and olive green eyes. Stalkpaw.

“Slatepaw?” Stalkpaw whispered sniffing at the blood on the ground. “Slatepaw come out.” Stalkpaw’s voice was firm, but her voice wavered.

Same old Stalkpaw. Slatepaw thought, but didn’t move from her spot in the bush. Slatepaw wanted Stalkpaw to leave, just go home! Slatepaw wanted to hiss, but stayed put. Finally everything seemed to catch up to Slatepaw all at once. The fight, her family, Tawnyjade... Slatepaw looked up and saw Stalkpaw starring right at her bush. The wind had shifted revealing Slatepaw’s scent, and the blood.

“Slatepaw?” Stalkpaw timidly walked forward as Slatepaw started to have shaky breaths.

“Stalkpaw, What did I do...” Slatepaw fell out of the bush, leaning against her friends shoulder who seemed a tad surprised about this action.

“You did what was right to you, it was really...”

“Not the fight! They are going to hurt Tawnyjade!” Slatepaw shook her head with a cry. “I ruined my brothers lives! My father could be in danger! You are in danger! All because of me!” Slatepaw yowled as Stalkpaw nuzzled her.