Talk:Medicine Cat's Den/@comment-14099006-20130802071124

Deatheart sat in the cold and dark, in a pool of his blood. He knew he could come close to death. After being dragged into the den, he began losing blood again. He thought of his family, and how he avenged their brutal demise by slitting the throats of five rogues.

Deatheart had to move on.

He knew that after being almost executed by a member of Deathclan, he knew where he should lay his loyalty.