Post by Kat on Aug 16, 2010 21:56:45 GMT -6
Hollowbranch
Hollowbranch just had to get out of camp. Everything was too busy. She didn't think she could take much more of the stress.
I thought that I wasn't suposed to have stress as a warrior. Hollowbranch thought as she padded through IvyClan territory.
Hollowbranch looked around herself. Almost no light penetrated the forest floor, creating a dark shadow. She looked down on herself, her black fur blended in almost completely. Am I living life in the shadows?
A disturbing smell reached her nose. It smelled faintly of blood, but mostly of twolegs. Twolegs in our territory! Hollowbranch realized with a jolt. She raced over the leaves, her great training as an apprentifce allowing her to move almost completely silent.
As she got closer and closer to SnakeClan territory, the smell of twoleg got stronger. As well as the scent of blood. She knew how well the dense ivy could mask scent, so she slowed her pace. Where is the smell coming from?
She stepped forward lightly, and peeked her head around a particularly thick clump of ivy. And gasped.
Foxheart lay, dead, his head in between two long pieces of rock. The rock had a sharp, serated edge. It had been lodged deeply in his throat.
Hollowbranch stumbled back a few paces, then turned and ran towards camp- Silentstar needed to know about this!
