Annie Leonardt wrote:I posted my form before the call for a reserve...and there was no leader after me, so I wanted to make sure they saw it. My form was nothing new??












The Kill wrote:Sheeppaw lay sleeping in his den, snoring softly, when a sound awoke him. He groggily crawled out of his nest and went outside the den, looking around. Nothing. He turned to go back into the den when something brushed his flank. "Hey!" he said, turning, but nobody was there. Fear began to absorb him as he looked wildly around him, trying to spot what was there.
"Boo."
Claws lashed out at him, scratching his cheek. Whimpering, Sheeppaw tried to fight back, but he was training to be a medicine cat, and even if he knew how to fight he had never had any desire to. The fight was hopeless. Finding himself pinned to the dirt, Sheeppaw nipped the cat's paw, releasing a hiss from them. "Oh, now you die worse." It was then that Sheeppaw noticed the small pile of deathberries sitting near the cat's tail. "I hadn't planned to use these, but how fitting would it be for a cat of herbs to be killed by one?" Plucking one from the pile, the cat shoved it down his throat, causing him to die almost instantly, although certainly not painlessly. The killer scattered the rest of the deathberries with their paw and smeared the juice on Sheeppaw's paws, then rinsed their own paws of the purple juice and headed off to sleep.
Dawnwhisker, having been awakened by the scuffle, crept outside, claws out. When she saw Sheeppaw's body, she looked at the deathberries and then decided she would rather join her friend in StarClan than live out her days in ThunderClan, so she ate one of her own and died beside him.
















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