Return of the Groundwalkers Part II. (Closed)

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Kestrelflight picked her way through the ThunderClan forest, two new Groundwalkers following her trail. She peered back, seeing two mediumly faded pelts with glowing eyes. Pricking her ears, she listened for a live cat, scenting the air. A few feet away was a ThunderClan warrior, alone. Probably hunting. With a flick of her ear, she stalked forward, uncaring about what noise she made. Eventually, the group came to the clearing and saw a ThunderClan she-cat, crouching and waiting for the perfect time to pounce on her prey. Turning her scarred head, she flicked her ears to notify Honeydrop and Sharppaw that this would be their topic.

Minnowtail has 0/7.

Honeydrop, her faded figure broken down and looking terrible, moved forward, following Kestrelflight. She spotted a cat- a cat Kestrelflight had selected. The cat looked vulnerable- it was easy prey. She slowly crept forward. She signaled to Sharppaw, glowing eyes glinting with a hunger for energy. She was very, very close to the cat. She got ready to bite- she signaled to Sharppaw again, this time to get ready to get their prey. One, two, three...

Returning to the death place of himself was most likely not enjoyable. But with evil growing in mass, he had been trapped in the dark forest for many, many moons. So many, he cursed evil things among the Clans. Now being able to travel to the surface with evil growing in mass, he felt delighted in the worst way. "I can't wait to eat! Prey is badly limited in the Dark Forest." He purred quietly, eyes sparkling with life.

OOC: Goin' to Christmas Eve Party so... Sorry for shortness

Orbit followed the rest of the groundwalkers, though she knew this was not her time to kill. She saw a she - cat. The cat shivered. A smirk grew on her face. "I can't wait until its my turn to rip." she whispered.