While (Fiery Heart) was going down the narrow and deep valley towards the Thunder clan camp and the icy wind was blowing the snow in his face in a circular motion, he was holding the mouse he had just killed tightly in his jaws. The snowfall was so h ...
While (Fiery Heart) was going down the narrow and deep valley towards the Thunder clan camp and the icy wind was blowing the snow in his face in a circular motion, he was holding the mouse he had just killed tightly in his jaws. The snowfall was so heavy that he could hardly see his way. His mouth watered when he smelled the fly hunting. He had not eaten anything since the night before, which was an unfortunate sign of the scarcity of game in the bare leaves. Hunger gripped his stomach, but the fiery heart could not break the warrior's law: the tribe's belly had to be filled first. A flash of pride quickly pushed aside the icy cold that had clouded his flame-colored fur as Fireheart remembered the fight that had taken place just three days before. He had joined the other Thunder Clan warriors to support them when the other two forest clans attacked the Wildcats and...
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