Loaf padded through Thunderclan territory, his eyes narrowed and pupils in slits, muscles rippling under his scarred ginger coat. The Regime leader was looking for something, constantly sniffing the air. He was looking for a cat; any cat, really. He just wanted to test out his skills. Maybe even kidnap them and force them into his group. He felt as if they still had too little cats, and he desperately wanted more. The tom pushed his way through the foliage and noticed a cat not too far from him, his back turned. He couldn't help but smirk as he approached, his eyes glinting with vile intentions.
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☾ sparrowpaw of thunderclan (#cc9966) ☽