Forestshade sprinted down away, anxiety ridden. Did he know? If he did, he sure paid no attention to it. He knew he was going to fight somecat. Who will it be? He didn’t look at where he was going, he just wanted to chase all of these thoughts away. He stopped at the entrance and turned around . He didn’t want to leave. So, he hurled himself back into the fight. The Havana Brown knew this was where a cat would see him and make him their target. Forestshade took a deep breath, his eyes were dark with anxiety. Even though his paws were shaking with fear, his tail was flicking with anger. He turned in a circle around himself that forced others to move away from him and he could see all around him.
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