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As shrubclaw scurried his way through the flat plains sniffing at the bushes sweet berries and judging even sound he suddenly heard a loud thud and the sound of paws rushing over.
His head snapped back to the crowd already getting reading to yell.
“ WHAT ARE YALL DOING GET BACK TO WO-… work…”
His yelling was sent to a halt as he saw the familiar Snow White tuff of fur from the corner but somthing was wrong , there was an imperfection,a splotch of red. He froze staring but he knew he didn’t kill any guard. As he trotted over he started wishing his mom wasn’t on a hunt right now.
“ Oh deputy please do not look this si to gruesome!” The voice cut through the chaos as he turned.
“Moldpaw I have seen worse let me see and plush you can just heal th-“
He halted as he looked down expecting to see a cat , a full cat, but saw a head bleeding Ont the bright green grass.
“ what- WHO DID THIS!” The threat in his voice mad everyone jump back.
“ sir maybe we should get the leader ba-“ a kit spoke up
“we do not need my mothers help!” He snapped back trotting over to the fluffy brown kit and befor anyone could stop hint the kit was knocked back by a sharp claw slicing the ear on the left slide alot off.
Many gasps but no one dared go help knowing the past of anyone who tried.
Suddenly, there was a shuffle of leaves and a grey paw pierced through the green leaves and a cat larger than even the leader stepped through , blood on their paws.
“ so this is bush clan…. More small than I thought?”
Shrubclaw stepped forward trying to act intimidating despite being so much smaller.
“Get out of here why did you kill squirrel whisper!”
“Squirrel whisper…. Weird name.”
“ who do you think you are coming into my land! And killing my guards!” He screeched going in for the attack.
Dog fang took a paw into the back of his neck as blood stained the brown fur.
There was a screech of pain form shrub claw s he tried to rip himself away or fight but being so much smaller it was like being trapped under a car as a huge chunk of his fur was ripped off as-Well as skin as blood splattered onto the ground and the other cats.
“DEPUTY!”
There was a screech from the warriors and they charged trying To attack but in the span of a few minutes the smell of grass and buries were replaced b a cold metallic smell of blood.
shrubclaw managed crumble away into the bushes but only in 10 minutes a large grey paw single its claws into his ear.
“AGH! Who are you why are you doing this!”
“You don’t need to know that just know your lucky your mother isn’t here”
He froze despite the blood clotting his ears and blood pilling from his neck and tried to recall when he was a moon old, and was told the story of how the clan was tracked and when his mother, the leader, tried to protect the clan but ended up getting her ears ripped clean off.
“ YOU, ITS YOU LET GO OF ME BASTARD!”
He thrashed once and suddenly everything went silent the only thing he saw before his head was stomped in was his mother stepping through the bushes.
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Leafstar had been hunting due to the main warrior being injured. She trots around the land she rarily explores nowades as she kills a few rabbits and picks a few berries grabbing a few herbs she knew the medcats needed.
Her paws left small indents in the larger patches of grass as she began thinking about what Shrubclaw would willingly hunt with her again.
Only a few minutes later she trots back with a few parts of rabbits in her mouth being smart enough to rip them ups she steps though the familiar picky bushes and froze.
The silence she was so used to seemed it somone get quester as she saw Shrubclaw, her son, her pride and joy mutalited on the very grass he grew up on.
That very moment she wished she’d never went hunting but she couldn’t think of that when she looked tot he did just barely and saw him.
The mister that killer him , she didn’t even think a she pushes pass scared kits as her trots turned into a sprint as she pounced.
The next few minutes were a blur of blood and screaming she couldn’t hear but knew was happening, the taste of blood wasent nausea sto her anymore as he ripped at his face ripping it to pieces.
After a supringly long time she was dragged off by the same warrior she was hunting for, her brown fur dripping with an empty go blood the warrior were even nauseous to .
(I promise I’ll finish this gng)