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⚠️Cover by @Dovesong_WC! Check her out!⚠️ "I stared at him; my mouth hung open. He wanted us dead!" Slimepaw is shunned, mistreated, tortured, and more. Why? Because she isn't beautiful in their eyes. |=================================================================I "I felt so lost and uncertain like I had never felt before. The weight of my decision was heavy on my mind, and I couldn't help but second-guess myself. But deep down, I knew I had made the right choice. After all, in my clan, it was always the toms who held the power. But still, a part of me couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't quite right." Pinestar followed tradition. Tradition was his past, present, and future. He drowned out his conscience as best as possible and did what all his ancestors did before him. But he couldn't drown his conscience. It was always there, lurking below the surface. |=================================================================I "He spun around and felt his teeth sinking into his throat, the warm scent of blood entering his mouth. He dropped him and saw with satisfaction his body go limp." Cloudfeather had been a loyal deputy all his life. But soon ambition got to his head, and he realized all he needed to do was kill a couple of cats to get what he wanted. Especially if those cats were in the way of his power. |=================================================================I "As he entered his den, he saw Slimefoot beaming at her kits, snuggling the toms and comforting Smallpaw. Was it like that to be a she-cat?" Brambletail loves his father. Sure, he could be stupid sometimes, but he knew deep down that Pinestar was the best father a cat could ask for. As his time comes, he sees that his conscience isn't going down easily. Especially when love is in the way.
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