Shadowpaw - Tom - 9 moons - Tags | Open
Shadowpaw decided to hunt alone, maybe bring back a squirrel or two. He padded out of camp, his paws silent against the soft marshland. He crouched down when he heard a faint cracking sound ahead of him, but instead of a juicy squirrel, it appears to be a snow white she cat, about his age. An intruder. He thought, narrowing his eyes, he padded out, looking at her fully for a first time. He's got to admit, she was the most beautiful she cat he has ever seen, Shadowpaw's eyes locked with hers, and for a moment he was lost in her icy blue eyes. "Who are you. Why are you on ScarClan territory?" He stuttered, adverting his eyes,