Talk:The Stream/@comment-11161432-20130820130352/@comment-25178347-20130820132818

Loudclaw's silver fur almost glowed in the sunlight. "You don't know sorrow. Believe me." Loudclaw looked at Winxclaw. "When I was only three moons old, badgers attacked my family; my mother told me to run with my brother and sister. When I turned, my parents were being torn apart. Then my siblings. I was the only survivor, and only because NightClan warriors found me."