SunsetClan V.1 (Opening AGAIN!)

[To this day;]

"Of course. And this kit is a traitor, I shall not waste my herbs on her if she is only to die." Thistlespark hissed.

[bunearie]

Rabbittail shot a glare at Fawnjaw, but it didnt last for long as she drew away her eyes from the tom she had a cursh on, "..." She blinked, "... You dont follow the code claw, butterfly. Their is no claw in deathclan.."

"Of course," fishstar meowed.

[To this day;]

Lightningbreeze sighed. "Thank you."

Butterfly's stick snapped. She yowled.

[bunearie]

Rabbittail covered her ears with her paws.

[oh my no]

Cookie's claws came out. "So, tell me, where in the code does it say let a kit, or a kit having kits itself, die right in camp while also doing nothing to help?" She looked at Fishstar. "Im sorry, but he need to help her." Then, spottedkit growled. "DEATHCLAN. SHE'S A TRAITOR YET YOU HELP DEATHCLAN. YOU HAVE A STUPID DEATHCLAN KIT AS YOUR APPRENTINCE NOW, JUST GO THEIR IF YOU WANT TO BE LIKE THEM ANYWAY!"

[bunearie]

"Those kits that they give birth to will only be slicing their claws through our pelts next moon!" Rabbittail murmered, occasionaly glancing at fawnjaw.

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F A W N J A W

The tom lashed out, snapping the air. It crackled in his jaws, teeth lengthening to twice their size, a danger light in his eyes as sparks flew and the sound broke the air, like glass shattering. "I said help, or get out," He hissed to the cats, darkness in his eyes that had never been there before. "Or so help me StarClan this den will be painted tonight with the blood of innocence.Do you want that on your paws?!"

[To this day;]

Lightningbreeze gasped. "Fawnjaw! Please, help my daughter!"

[oh my no]

"So, you let kits die so that you can live. Butterfly, can you let me and Claw bring you out of camp and find a comfy spot for you to lay on? We will work on helping you, and only helpful cats, or your mom, can come." Spottedkit said.

[bunearie]

Rabbittail flinched, her tail drooped and she slowly padded out of the den, unusual for her to not bound away. She pinned her ears against her head and her eyes flashed silver. She shook her head, her fur fluffing up and broke into a run, racing out of camp at the speed of light. She raced through the trees, a single tear trickling down her cheek. She knew she probaley shouldn't have taken it personaly but she truly couldn't help it. As she ran she kicked up moonlit grass stalks, showering the ground with them.