Talk:The Clearing/@comment-5820956-20130212034011/@comment-4312567-20130212062341

Mosskit's shadow twisted and grew until it was the size of a cat way larger than her, then seemed to surge from the ground. Stormwatcher flinched.

"Mistshadow. What are you doing here?"

The tom glared at him.

"Getting you. This is no time for petty revenge, Stormwatcher. You're coming with me. Revenge should be done well, and subtly, and you have to know who it is you really want to target. Then prey on their weakness, such as, if they care about the cats around them, then take them down and drive them to despair. Or something of the sort."

He glanced at the kits, grabbed Stormwatcher by the scruff, and melted back into Mosskit's shadow.