Post by wolfwarrior4jesus on Mar 22, 2009 17:23:03 GMT -5
Flashingeyes had fallen asleep in the territory. It had been such a warm quiet day. What cat wouldn't take advantage of that to get some much needed sleep? Now Flashingeyes wished he hadn't fallen asleep. He was dreaming, and couldn't escape. He thrashed around wildly, remembering his father, and the terror and evilness he'd wracked upon his clan, not to mention his young self...