‧₊˚♞═══─═─❝ Woken Mind ❞─═─═══♜˚ ༘* It was a another day in the Urchinclan grounds. Though the sky was covered by a blanket of grey clouds, the sun rises up continuing to shine above them. Birds flew across the cold morning breeze, hoping they won't get caught by the rain. A mysterious cat stood in a puddle of crimson grass, it was the blood of a she-cat and their litter of kittens. Gale growled, he was an eye witness of the gruesome scenery. His expression shows anger but his eyes tell he was scared. Allie doesn't know who these cats are, but the dead cats did held the scent of the enemy clan, the Flurryclan. They must have left their home to join the Urchinclanners, but they went in the wrong time. The cat on border patrol with Gale had no mercy what so ever, "They were trespassing enemies" they argued calmly. Gale trembled as his fellow Urchinclanner stepped closer to him. "You . . You're a murderer!!" Gale roared charging at them with all his might and scratching the cat's check. Sure, murder was a regular activity on their clan. Galepaw ignored these negative facts day and night, always telling himself that cruelty is not all what the world can offer. But killing a kit who knows nothing about the gruesome things cats commit, just because the kits' parent is from a different clan is just pure brutal, Windy snapped at that very moment. The cat turned back, the furry in their eyes meet Allie's fearful one's. They struck, dealing a heavy blow on his face. He yelled in pain, kicking the warrior back. Allie stepped farther away from the bigger, stronger, more experienced cat. Gale was horrified with the large scratch across his face. He knows he might not live to see another day, but he knows their was no turning back now. As the warrior crouched down to attack once again. A large fox tackled Galepaw, making him fly into some bushes. The fox then turned to the old warrior, snarling. Gale shock his fur and looked at the warrior, who seemed to have driven the beast away since he doesn't see it anymore. But their fight wasn't done yet. Galepaw sprinted from out of the bush, lunging at the warrior and giving them a little scratch in the shoulder. "What are you doing!?" The old cat roared with anger, before turning their gaze to something behind Galepaw. Allie turned around wondering what the warrior was looking at, and their it was, the fox, hissing and growling. It charged at the two Urchinclanners, tackle them off the cliff. Gale fell into the waters below. He quickly swam up back to the surface, reaching his paws to rocks nearby. He left himself up, wet and already shaken from the near death experience. He looked up, and his heart sank. The warrior wasn't as fortunate as he was. Crimson was spreading around the rocks that the old warrior had landed on, while Allie stared in disbelief. The sun peacefully rose to the peaks of the sky, although no one can see it due to the blanket of grey clouds that cover the whole sky. Urchinclan camp fells itself with cats as drizzle shifts into rain. An apprentice immerged from the bush carrying an old warrior on his back. Cats gather around, some too stunned to come closer, some cried as they try to wake the deceased warrior up. Gale explained that they were attacked by a fox, as the other cats bury the dead warrior. Gale never left the apprentice den. Never talking to other cats. He curls up in his moss bed, wide-eyed, deep in thought, seemingly lossing his sanity. Seemingly blaming himself for the demise of his clanmate. Gale never acknowledged the cats who talked to him, never greeted them with his cheerful warm smiles. It seems as if.. Galepaw have died to the fox that attacked them... - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - I have no idea how to develop this lil guy's personality. His concept is more of a lil joyful kid who looks up to soldiers, thinks they're really cool and stuff. And when he joins the army and eventually war. Everything changed due to all the death and traumatic events he experienced in war. Or something like that I don't really know
