Sandcloud walked past Silentstorm and Fallingrain, her belly swollen. She glared over her shoulder at the two, her eyes filled with tortured pain. I love Deathstrike... I really do! Its just I will love Silentstorm forever.
((It would be so dramatic if it turned out Silentstorm was the father of the kits... *cue twilight zone music*))
Crowpelt dodged her neatly, his eyes filled with fake innocence. "You Wildclan peice of foxdung! See the sky is clouding! You have disappointed Starclan!" he yowled, neatly sidestepping her attack.
Tigerheart ignored Dappledpelt, flicking his tail to show he was in the lead of the patrol since he was the oldest. "Guess we are joining up with Frostclan," he mewed proudly.
((Tigerheart was avoiding his eyes contact because he was lying...))











