тαввyғooт tried to move, but Thornpaw was too fast. She was thrown into a tree, and she winced with pain when her spine hit the trunk, hard. Black spots filled her vision, but she tried to stand. Thornpaw was coming again, aiming for her throat, when suddenly...DAWNCLOUD'S POST
ᴅᴀωɴᴄʟᴏᴜᴅ saw her son going for the kill. She couldn't even imagine what he was thinking, but she couldn't let him become a killer. She lunged after him, grabbing with her claws and hauling him backwards. "Stop!" She yowled in his face, pinning him hard to the ground. "I don't care what you were told, I will not let you kill her!" "Tabbyfoot, take Fangpaw and run." She said, still looking at Thornpaw. "Thornpaw, some part of you is still good. You aren't a killer. You're just a kit playing at being a warrior. I know you don't love me, but I love you, and I'm telling you not to do this."




