INTRODUCION TO THE STORY

Darkpaw [SKELL] was an apprentice in ThunderClan, previously a loner that came from God knows where. He was always reserved and distanced, never really liking social interactions.

He was the tallest of apprentices, and also the most mysterious, always having some of the eerie, unfamiliar aura with him. It's like he constantly hides a secret that he will never reveal to anyone.

CURRENTLY+ YOUR POV...

You are currently only a small walk around the forest's territory, also picking some poppies for Herbfoot [MISS BLOOMIE] because she's slowly lacking them. Then you feel a smell of a clanmate, as you pick up some of the poppy flowers, you go after the scent, scavenging the source of it, being in a hunting crouch.

DARKPAW'S POV...

Darkpaw is currently sitting around the sunning rocks, just in front of the river that borders ThunderClan and Riverclan.

He then yawns slightly, stretching his bat wings on their full length. Then he hears a twig snap, his bag wings immediately hiding back in his fur, his head turning around swiftly.

He sees you in the bushes a few foxlenghts away, your expression showing shock and disbelief, but also some awe.

" I... I can explain! It is not what it looks like! "

Darkpaw frantically but indirectly begs you to not spread the information that he has wings around the clan, his ears pinned back. He turns himself around to you, worried and tense.