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G H O S T F A NG"I never fear death or dying I only fear never trying I am whatever I am Only God can judge me now One shot, everything rides on Tonight, even if I’ve got
Three strikes, I’mma go for it This moment, we own it And I’m not to be played with Because it could get dangerous See these people I ride with This moment, we own it."
C L A N :: FernClan
R A N K :: Warrior
C R U S H:: ...
TA G G E D :: Amber
Ghostfang's ear twitched when he heard a cat climb into the same tree he had been resting in, and spotted a cat (Amber) a few branches below. Narrowing his eyes he could see blood on the cat's claws and lower jaw. Parting his jaw to take in the scent he caught the familiar scent of Spottedstar's blood. At this his fur instantly spiked, a growl rumbled in his throat and his claws instantly unsheathed. Jumping down from the branch he was on, down to where Amber was he landed on the cat's back, his front paws firmly on her hindquarters so she couldn't move her lower body and let his front paws as well as his claws sink deep into the cat's shoulder's using his weight to pin the cat down. Bending his neck down he grasped the loner's scruff firmly in his jaws, knowing the she-cat wouldn't be able to escape, and if she did she would fall to her death."What are you doing here and why did you harm my leader?!"He demanded in a rough growl through Amber's scruff that was tightly in his jaws, remembering his ruthless father's never ending training, which had included multiple ways to kill a cat and how to bring one down to near death. He had almost resented his father for all the kill-training, but when it came to moments like these he was glad his mother gave him up to his blood-thirsty father, whom had been a murdering rouge, killing one cat after the other whenever he got the chance. This only Ghostfan knew about, but he kept his father's secret for his own protection. He focused back on the longer and dug his claws deeper into the cat's flesh, waiting for a response.