SMOKEKIT was waiting for Mossfreckle when the tom eventually fell asleep. He knew he wasn't expected, and frankly liked the element of surprise - he was about to give the medicine cat a fright of his life.
The dreamscape was a shadowed version of ShadowClan territory, the ground beneath their paws watery muck. The more Mossfreckle would move, the deeper the substance would become - until he was forced to paddle against the force of the swampy fluid.
"Gnashing, thrashing, in depths I seek
To fulfill a gnawing hunger not meek
Brave the waters, dare you try
Unless you are afraid to die?"
Around his legs, something large slid past - and in a flash he'd feel a biting pain in his flesh; scarlet would tinge the brown water.
Then, another pain - and as Mossfreckle looked to find the source of his attacks, Smokekit in the form of a massive, fish-like creature, would surface from the water. He rushed him, jaws agape.
"Treat me well, sate my hunger
Or countless will forever go under!"
Then Mossfreckle would wake up.
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Re: ShadowClan Medicine Cat's Den
