You bolt as fast as you possibly can, your paws just seemed to move on their own.

You’ve just received news of the tragic event involving your clanmate and friend Swiftpaw, Brightpaw and wild dogs. It was a horrific thing to hear, to be told of the brutal fight. You’d thought he was dead, until you’d received news otherwise.

That be why you’ve just arrived at the medicine cat den, breathing heavy from your previously fast pace to arrive quickly. You push through the draping fronds of the entrance to the den, to be met with the sight of Swiftpaw, whom lay on a mossy nest, horrible wounds stood out upon his black and white fur. The poor apprentice.

”..oh, hello, I didn’t see you.”