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(Elyon has taken down a SummerClan cat on the border, as dusk began to settle upon SummerClan. She was spotted by an apprentice who fled screaming for help. Elyon has lost track of the apprentice but is now deeper in SummerClan territory than she would've liked. In this thread, since Elyon is deeper in SummerClan than any other clan attack she'd normally do, SummerClan cats can try to chase her off.
It had seemed at first like fortune had been smiling upon her. She'd caught and killed a small gray SummerClan cat on the border. IT had been quick and easy.
But then she'd spotted the apprentice. She'd recognized the pitiful little gray tabby tom with his one eye. He'd escaped her in WaterClan! How nice for fate to give her a chance to finish the job.
Except now she'd lost him, and he'd made a loud ruckus as he'd fled away.
Blue eyes narrowing and ears pricked Elyon crouched down listening and scenting the air. Had anyone actually heard the apprentices cries? OR would Elyon get lucky yet again and be able to return to the cat she'd killed and drag them to a safer location to pull them apart.
Gardeniastar had been shocked at the news. When the apprentice had entered the camp screaming she had felt her bones chill. The news of the murdered warrior left her mouth feeling as if she’d filled it with cotton. Instantly she set to organizing a patrol, her paws shaking. The young leader hadn’t expected to have to deal with something of this level so quickly in her new leadership.
