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Ooc:// Whoa, wait, I'm confused. Talrock is Fleck's brother, so why did you say, "Fleck narrowed his eyes at the strange boy who came into his camp."?

Occ:// Wait, is he at Wolf Clan camp or Otter Clan camp, because Wolf Clan could have sent him as a messenger to tell Otter Clan or something. And they don't know they are siblings yet.

Ooc:// Oh, okay. And I guess he can be in Wolf Clan.

Sharpclaw lunged towards a baby first, whose high-pitched, fearful cries filled the camp. The mother rushed forward, desperation etched on her face. Sharpclaw barreled forward, bloodlust in his eyes.

Fleck sat at the river's edge when he heard a fearfull cry from a newborn, not that far away.

The mother was soon run through by razor claws, and the babies cries were cut short. The camp fell into a hushed silence before panic started to break out as mothers rushed to protect their children, and the men to protect their wives.

Fleck got curious and swiftly snuck into a bush near WOlf Clan's camp. If it were a normal day, he would be punished sevearly by Flenn-Kelro. He peaked through the bushes and saw a large cat with Razor sharp teath poking out of it's mouth. A sabertooth. Father told him about these before, but they usually don't attack unless you harm them..this one had the eyes of a deamon.

The sabertooth turned to the young child. Fleck. He raised his paw, prepared to strike the small human.

Talrock didn't know the child, but he got over his paralyzing fear and barreled into the sabertooth's side, kncoking it off balance. The big cat snarled, glaring at him.

Fleck glared at the Sabertooth, he was about to dodge the blow when a boy, he looked to be about thirteen summers old, tackled the mighty animal. He quickly ran away toward the river.

Soon, spears were drawn, and the mighty sabertooth was pushed back. Or so it seemed. Calculating eyes saw a male, barely a man, holding a spear. A weak spot. Sharpclaw aimed himself their, and soon broke through the line, causing one more death.

Fleck grabbed as many stones as he could hold and ran back toward the Wolf Clan camp. Once he got there he threw a stone that hit the Sabertooth in the eye.

Sharpclaw snarled savagely, once again wheeling towards the young boy. A sharp stab in its side caught its attention, however, as a grizzled man stabbed him.

Ooc:// Should we skip to after the camp is kind of destroyed, and Sharpclaw leaves?

Occ:// Sure.

Fleck glanced at the wrecked camp, nothing left but torn tents and dead bodies. He looked away and ran for the river, where he felt safe.

Talrock had somewhat the same idea. Sharpclaw was a cat....even if it was an incredibly large one. So that meant it would hate water, right? He hoped so, because there was nowhere in his demolished camp to hide. Everyone was dead.

How he survived, he had no clue. But despite the grief that threatened to overwhelm him, he couldn't just lay down and give up. No, he had to avenge their deaths. And that began with hiding for a while, coming up with a strategy. So he went to the river.

Fleck slowed down and panted. Then he felt a bundle of fur bump into his leg, He looked down and saw a small otter. I made a squealing nose, which was probably was in surprise. Butt Fleck knew what it said. Then he remembered what Father had told him Otter Clan has a special gift,We are able to undestand otters.

Talrock heard the gentle squealing of an otter, and underneath it, the burbling cheerful noise of the river. He walked out of the bushes, to see a kid younger than he was, the otter pressed against his leg. "Hello," he greeted cautiously.