- Nov 2, 2022
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Moor-runners were made to be above ground, made to run through the fields that made up WindClan's expansive territory. Speed was the key trait of a moor-runner, a trait that the cat in front of her had sorely lacked. He was below her front paws now, buried among the fallen his fallen brethren. He had been slow and useless, an unwanted lesion that were able to be excised without much lost.
"Your clan continues without you, somehow..." The phantom muses at the dirt, her paws ghosting over the wilted flower that adorned the marked grave. Just as she had suspected, Tigerfrost had been superfluous to WindClan growth. Sootstar was stronger than ever, ready and willing to overthrow the other leaders, the pretenders and liars that represented the rest of the forest. They would all fall to her claws. None of them deserved the Queen's mercy, just as Tigerfrost had not deserved hers.
Still, a token of her appreciation is laid beside the flower - a singular claw. A talon ripped from the paw of some kittypet playing at warrior. "The clan grows strong. Soon, the forest will be ours." And it will be me that Sootstar shares her victory with, while you rot in the wake of my achievement. Tigerfrost was the first, but if the phantom of WindClan had her way, he certainly wouldn't be the last.
"Your clan continues without you, somehow..." The phantom muses at the dirt, her paws ghosting over the wilted flower that adorned the marked grave. Just as she had suspected, Tigerfrost had been superfluous to WindClan growth. Sootstar was stronger than ever, ready and willing to overthrow the other leaders, the pretenders and liars that represented the rest of the forest. They would all fall to her claws. None of them deserved the Queen's mercy, just as Tigerfrost had not deserved hers.
Still, a token of her appreciation is laid beside the flower - a singular claw. A talon ripped from the paw of some kittypet playing at warrior. "The clan grows strong. Soon, the forest will be ours." And it will be me that Sootstar shares her victory with, while you rot in the wake of my achievement. Tigerfrost was the first, but if the phantom of WindClan had her way, he certainly wouldn't be the last.
- you call for peace when it suits you