Halfpaw
10 moons - he/him
What the...
Halfpaw was crouching like a coward under a raspberry bush, not caring whether their thorns pulled out tufts of fur and scratched his skin. Ok, he knew that being in Thunderclan for only 7 moons was not enough to have a great deal of experience with Starclan and other odd clans stuff, but
a ghost?!
He didn't know what to do. He couldn't see this headless cat, but cats around him spread out panicking and squeaking like scared kits in front of something bigger than them.
Oh, but he knew what he feared the most. Seeing his leader freaking out and screaming after his clanmates was something he'd always been afraid of, even though he thought highly of his loyalty toward the clan and the leadership.
He had to do something before his body automatically paralyzed in fear. Then, he was sure no one would find him and he would be left behind. That could not happen! No, he had to demonstrate that he was
brave. Just like his mother... and his father, too.
Gradually, he came out of the bus and shook out his pelt, scattering thorns and foliage around him. He scrambled past some cats that whispered between each other, to reach his leader and... and what? He wasn't sure.
"Bumblestar... there is chaos now. What do we do? Our clanmates are no longer under their self control." He told him in a worried tone, lowering slightly his head unknowingly while doing so.
@
dino.