Quick at the Foot of death

[Crown_Sage]

Quickpaw crouched in the bushes, and caught sight of a cat with a stale WindClan scent. It was a she-cat. And she had limp back leg. Any easy kill for him! He moved forward a bit. His cute looks would get him far enough, because no cat would expect a cute little cat like him to kill them. As the she-cat came closer, he figured out that it was Ashfoot. Quickpaw let out a tiny snort, and shut his maw imidiatly. Hopefully no one had heard that. He got lower to the ground, ready to cut her off.
@Bluest+r~

[Bluest+r~]

Originally Posted by Crown_Sage

Quickpaw crouched in the bushes, and caught sight of a cat with a stale WindClan scent. It was a she-cat. And she had limp back leg. Any easy kill for him! He moved forward a bit. His cute looks would get him far enough, because no cat would expect a cute little cat like him to kill them. As the she-cat came closer, he figured out that it was Ashfoot. Quickpaw let out a tiny snort, and shut his maw imidiatly. Hopefully no one had heard that. He got lower to the ground, ready to cut her off.
@Bluest+r~

Ashfoot limped through the forest. "No point in living in Windclan." She murmured to whoever was listening. She then heard a tiny snort and her head snapped to a clump of bushes. Ashfoot scented the air but the cat must have rolled in something that blocked her scent glands. "Hello..?" She meowed quietly and slowly backed away fron the bushes, her leg hitting every stick and leaf in the way.