Thornpaw ● Tom ● Apprentice ● Crush- Silverpaw ● Vote: Magpiesong • Tags: Silverpaw
Having been comfortably asleep in what Thornpaw thought was the best sleep he’d had in a while, he was now anxiously pacing the clearing, worried if the killer had struck again, and if Pineshadow was okay. When it was announced that Cherrykit was dead, Thornpaw merely blinked. But in that blink, it was obvious that the young Tom was just as distraught as the rest of the clan. His eyes shone with pain, as he worried about whom he might lose next, and after all, since the killer had been heartless enough to kill a kit, there was no end to the cats that could die. They had to find this mystery cat, and fast before he lost anyone else he cared for. He ambled over to his usual secluded spot in camp and was surprised but secretly happy to find Silverpaw already sitting there. He plopped down next to the apprentice, and meowed a quick “Hi,” meanwhile hinting at a smile on his emotionless face, then looked back down to the ground, sitting next to the tom in silence.
What could any cat even say anymore? There was so much death and destruction of families happening around him, yet as he sat next to Silverpaw, he felt calmed, and almost relaxed. It was as though Stormheart had never been exiled, and Ocelotstep was still alive. Once again, the Tom almost smiled, but was able to ease the expression away from his face before any cat could notice.