Shadepaw heart pounded, staring down at the lifeless body of his clan-mate, Sweetpaw. He had just become an apprentice at three moons, and he never though he would need to kill his own allies.
"This is how you get ahead, Shadepaw." a voice said from behind him. "Sweetpaw was weak, only the strongest cats can live in this clan, you should know."
Shadepaw turned to see Featherstar. His ears pinned against his head, wondering what she would do.
"I didn't mean to kill her." Shadepaw gridded his teeth in distress.
"It's good you did, she would've died by another warrior anyways." Featherstar lashed her grey tail. "Go back to camp and stop whimpering about this. Friends are nothing when wanting to succeed."
Shadepaw did as asked and glared at his leader is disgusting. He had just killed a cat with a family, and she's going to do nothing. When he was out of her sight she ranked his claws against the earth floor, snarling in hatred. She wouldn't get away with this, Star Clan knows.
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|| Warriors: A Shaded Prophecy ||
FantasyThe leader of Shadow Clan, Featherstar, has decided to start training kits at three moons, as "they do not need their mother". The clan disagrees, but cannot do anything about it. Kits have been killed due to harsh training, and Shadepaw is the only...
