Thornkit had an amused smirk on his face. He released the golden brown kit and sashayed away with his friends.
Lionkit fell to the ground, trembling. A small, deep cut was plastered on the left side of his neck. Blood slowly oozed out.
I wanted to cry. I wanted to scream at Thornkit for injuring my brother. But I did nothing. I just stood there.
"I-I hate him." Lionkit sniffed. His sharp amber eyes were damp with tears.
I nodded, observing our brother seeth in victory.
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stardust. warriors short
Short Story"maybe I'm not leaving, maybe I'm going home" Eagledust is suicidal. cover made by @kivalori
