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Echomist unsheathed her claws and padded threateningly towards the prisoners. “Settling in well, I hope?” She let out a long cruel laugh and glared at them.
Crowfang watched from near the fresh-kill pile as Echomist intimidated the prisoners. He was worried about Foxtail, but he didn’t dare let it show. Concern for prisoners wasn’t something a loyal Dark Forest warrior was prone to. And he had to be loyal. It was the only thing keeping his friend alive. So he sat in the shadows and watched.
Foxtail shrank away from Echomist. She glanced at Crowfang.
Why would you do this to us?, she wondered to herself, I thought we were friends!
Quailsong backs up she saw crowfang and shivered she turned to foxtail how could they be so cruel she whispers even I’m expecting and they don’t care. She looks at echo mist and thought she’s not as scary she shudders as she saw crowfang near the pile she silently backs up. All the sudden she felt movement she felt the kits she thought as she looked at her stomach oh my kits I’m so sorry I’m bringing you into a world like this. I think I hope none are toms I will shiver ever time I look at it all toms are horrible
Can you retype that with punctuation and quotation marks? I don’t mean to be rude, it’s just hard to understand.
Echomist looked up from Foxtail to Crowfang. “What’s wrong, hmmm? Better get over it by sunhigh, you got that? Can’t have slackers here, prisoners or guards.”
She turned back to Foxtail. “Get up,” she growled. “You need to work for your food. Catch some prey or I’ll have your tail off.” She leaned closer to Foxtail. “Now.”
She swivelled back to Crowfang. “You do it too. There’s no point just sitting around.”
Crowfang dipped his head. “Of course, Echomist.” He quickly turned to leave the camp, slipping out into the forest with silent paws, scenting the air for prey.
Quailsong backs up as she saw crowfang. She looked at him and shivered. Turning around she whispered to foxtail how could they be so cruel she went on I’m even expecting kits and they don’t care. Looking at her stomach she thought my kits I’m sorry I have to bring you into this world. Glancing back at crowfang she shuddered. I hope none of my kits are toms . After all it might look his father she thought
Thank you!
I can’t hunt a worry crept in her stomach it’s not possible my stomach is to big. But I have to get food
“I’ll get prey for you,” Foxtail mewed to Quailsong, “these mousebrains obviously don’t understand that kits need food to survive.”
“Mouse-brains, eh?” Echomist sauntered up to them. “Trust me, we know. But that don’t get you special treatment.”
Thank you I just can’t hunt my kits are to close to
coming
Well if you were expecting kits you’d not be able to hunt either quailsong snapped quickly realizing what she had done she crawled back in fear of what they would do to her wait not them what crowfang would do to her
Echomist walked threateningly towards her, holding out a paw. She kept walking until she was almost touching noses with Quailsong. She unsheathed her claws underneath Quailsong’s muzzle. “Get to work, or you will feel my claws.”
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