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Prey; Medium-- the prey is not plentiful, but not low either. it is enough to keep the clan surviving.
Will it ever end? « Thread Started on Nov 10, 2008, 10:46pm »
Just go ahead and leave me, just another hole in my cold,dead heart, and I don't matter,do I.
If I gave you the truth, would it keep you alive? Though I'm closer to wrong I'm no further from right And now I'm convinced on the inside, something's wrong with me Convinced on the inside, you're so much more than me, yeah
No there's nothing you say that can salvage the lie But I'm trying to keep my intentions disguised And now I'm deprived of my conscience, something's got to give Deprived of my conscience This all belongs to me, yeah
The Toyger woke,sweat-soaked,from his nightmare.The horror of it all was just too bare,even in evening hours.Why did he have these nightmares of things,that could never happen?He had often wondered it,but never came upon a good idea.There were reasons why this could be happening,such as star-clan was sending him dreams of things to come but they wouldn't come to him would they?No,the dreams would come through Ebonyleaf,the medicine cat.
Hawkstar,rose,stretching;still shaking slightly.Brown and tan pelt shimmered slightly,even without the ray's of the sun lighting them.Tom stalked out of the den,seeing if there was anything for him to do of yet.Most of the cat's in the camp were just getting up.Soon border and hunting patrol's would be sent out,who should go on them today?
The tom paced slowly around camp,waiting for his clan to rise.He had been doing this often as his nightmares became vivid and real.Blood running through his claws as he killed a clan-mate,wild dogs tearing through the camp taking the life of many cats,and more.He shuddered just thinking of them.Perhaps he should ask Ebonyleaf for something to help him sleep.
The sun was slowly rising,and soon the camp would be alive with the sounds of cats going about their day's.For most cats the peace and quiet was what they desired but not him;the quiet left him with an empty feeling,making him feel alone in the world.Which he was really.Sure cats say that you are never alone in the world,you truly are.In less of course you are crazy.
Hawkstar was thinking to distract him but like usual it wasn't working.It was really making it worse.Making him skittish and nervous.So that would explain when a cat touched his shoulder a moment latter he jumped into the air ever so slightly.