Antmask
Tom
33 Moons
Warrior
Crush: open
Mate: open
Antmask shot upright, his heart beat like a rabbits foot running over moorlands. He shook his head, trying to rid the memory of his dream. After a moment of sitting in stun he got up stretching, it was moonhigh so even if sunblaze hadn't got up then he'd be in the medicine den as agreed. He slunk out of the den, wanting to check on the tom, no matter how stupid he was antmask could stay mad at sunblaze. Antmask slunk across the clearing, his burning amber eyes the only give away to his existence, as he reached the small cave in the far right of the camp he noticed a distinct heap of ginger and white fur curled in his usual nest, no matter how badly he fought it down he couldn't help but feel a wave of relief to see the tom sleeping well, his wounds bound in cobweb. He sighed and tiptoed out of the den, melting back into the shadows, he decided to sleep in his tree this time he decided, scrambling up the bark of the great oak until he found the small nest of moss he had made, nestled in a small dip that was formed by the outstretched branches. Though as he settled down and watched the shadows, purposefully ignoring the star filled sky, he felt as though something was wrong, he could smell something odd and heard small give away's as to the presence of someone else, though he would interrupt yet, instead he scaled a long outstretched branch, hoping from tangle of branch to another until he reached the tree tops where he could now see the intruders black pelt weaving through the shadows, the moonlight gave him away from up here. He grinned, this ought to be interesting.
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