Talking... or at least thats how it was supposed to turn out. (Me, Snow, Sand, and Morning)

Nightpaw stopped clawing his sister and got off of her he put a paw on her throat and started to chock her, His eyes were blood-red and full of hate and malice, he was going to kill her.

OOC: someone stop him I don't want him to be a murderer.

"Stop it now!" Snowclaw hissed,and pulled her two kits away from eachother."Thats no way to behave!"

OOC:You could have waited for me <.<

OOC:Eh I kinda wanted this to happen.

IC: Nightpaw sudenly turned and clawed his mothers face, he stared In horror and disbelife as he sooon realized what he had just done "No, No, NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Yowelled Nightpaw as he slowly backed away then ran blindly in the direction of the Thunder Path, moments later what was heard was a yowel of terror and a loud screach of a monther grinding to a halt then silence. Nightpaw layed in front of the monter on the ground unconcious and four two-legs climbed out of the monster (mother, father, son, daughter) two of the two-legs inspected the monster while the two-leg she-kit picked up Nightpaw and climbed back inside the monster as did the others, the monter started groweling then it roared away.

OOC:Now he has Amnesia and Nightpaw Is the only one that can bring his memory back, I thought this up and planed it out last night.

OOC:The fallen oak is no where near the Thunderpath

OOC: run far enough and you will reach a Thunderpath plus Nightpaw was so horrified that at the speed he was running it didn't take him long.