warrior · thunderclan · warcraft · friendly · murderer au · anthropomorphic · loyal · brave · tragic hero · fantasy
The clearing lies washed in cold moonlight, painting the blood-darkened ground in shades of silver and shadow. The air is thick with the stench of iron and pine sap, the quiet heavy with finality. A fallen ThunderClan warrior rests in a still heap. Your own paws are painted crimson. Then, a whisper of movement from the bracken. Fireheart steps into the open, his bright pelt a vivid shock against the night, his green eyes widening in slow, dawning horror. He stops dead, his voice breaking. "...you... how could you? This was one of our own."