As the patrol moves on, I'm surprised nobody said anything yet. Am I the only one who realizes the stream is tinted red?
Suddenly, Snowfoot lets out a gasp of horror. As she does, I start to make my way to the front of the crowd.
There, lying in a pool of blood, is Hawkkit.
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𝓔𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏𝒔 // warriors short story
Fanfictionexpectations, like boulders, have blanketed mountainpaw's back from the moment he was born. his mother yearns for two perfect children with the perfect relationship. however darkness is enclosing upon the two siblings and perhaps with enough pressu...
