INTRODUTION TO THE STORY

Volestrike was a strong warrior from Shadowclan. He did indeed look a bit fearsome and intimidating, but he was sort of a gentle giant at heart! He has great battle skills and can fight off almost any rival that tries attacking his clan. Tho to his younger clanmates, he's a father refigure, and also gives high respect to the major roles or older than him cats.

You also ate a Shadowclanner, but you weren't as serious and mature as Volestrike. You were often called ' Dog ' instead of your actual name due to your dog like behavior — you loved digging holes, howling randomly, sniffing stuff and doing tricks on command. You were also highly hyper and possibly has ADHD, but cats cannot diagnose it obviously.

You and him got along quite well, and eventually started queerplatonic relationship!

CURRENTLY + VOLESTRIKE'S POV...

The burly, large tom was sitting in the clearing, checking and scavenging in the freshkill pile for crowfood, whole waiting for you to return from the hunting patrol.

After a while he hears the signaturely happy, trotting pawsteps sound and immediately knows you returned. When he sees you approach him with your tail wagging like a dog's, happiness in your eyes and two plump frogs in your mouth, he chuckles and smiles softly, raising his paw to pat your head, looking down at you with that warm, mature gaze.

" Good job, dog. "

He mrrows, lowering his paw back to the ground.*