[sleepyyjax]

Newtbelly
he/him | Agatha Kitty, Shadow Fiend | 18 moons

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A decently large patrol. Sounded good. Mistlewhisker was a worthy leader, and Silentpaw had to be the most capable apprentice in this entire clan. Foggymask... He wasn't keen on. Not one bit after that fight. He stifled his annoyance, wearing a rather blank expression as they left camp.

It didn't take long to get to The Dawning Woods. In fact, boiling in his own rage, it were as though he'd appeared there in a heartbeat. Rage - rage toward death? Rage towards a simply unpredictable situation? No. Rage towards these darned rats. These squirmy little creatures, that seemed to think they had some kind of business killing cats - ShadowClan cats? Absolutely not.

They were to follow Mistlewhisker and separate - then cover one side of the woods. Seemed simple enough. Oh how he dreamt of tearing into the rancid animals. Looks like things had come full circle. A fox, ravenous and wild, a creature he wanted no affiliation with, destroyed the rat's den not too long ago. It sent them running, and (probably) planned to slaughter every last one. Despite his hatred of the orange canid, he was here, doing the very same thing.