- Blizzardstrike - Warrior - Tom - tags:camp - Vote:Waverly -
Blizzardstrike groggily steps out of the warriors den, the large Tom stretching out his limbs with a yawn, though he pauses mid stretch as the scent of blood hits his nose. He blinks his eyes open again, staring at the body of the now deceased Tinynose. “What- when- What happened?!” He stutters, in disbelief that one of his clanmates could be so suddenly gone without warning.

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