Meadowlark Prairie Searching For An Uncle Of A Friend

His inner suspicions were correct. A twitch in his eye and flick of his tail was all that was reminiscent of what he felt. After talking with Malice, she had spoken of how she escaped them. He wanted to tear into them, verbally, for whatever they did. But his survival instincts took over. Even though his other side wanted to egg him on, to push him over the edge, he wasn't stupid.

"Right. Blackfeather. I'll remember that cause, you know. Scouting and all that." Judas started off, glancing ahead of him and trying to keep his cool. Thinking over and over 'Don't look back, Don't look back'.

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