✯ "Even the prettiest of roses have thorns." 🌹 ___________________________ Larkpaw is an apprentice of RiverClan, and is excited to become a warrior in about half of a moon. She had been training for this for six moons! Larkpaw can't wait and is looking forward to it, more than you could imagine. Larkpaw is also very excited to go to the Gathering. It's Larkpaw's sixth Gathering, but it's still pretty rousing. But when tragedy strikes at the Gathering, will cats masked behind the sweet scent of flowers show their sharpest thorns? Or will the roses stay forever beautiful and hidden, yet rotting away from the inside? ~~~~~ Disclaimer: The idea of Warrior Cats was created by Erin Hunter. I own nothing except for the OCs. This fanfiction contains graphic depictions of violence, blood, and gore. Viewer discretion is advised. Author's Note: This fic takes place in the old territories. No moving to the lake. The Great Journey is non-existent.
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