Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27823669-20160407010341/@comment-33008190-20160407224243

Winterpaw ran and ran and ran. He huffed and puffed (although not like Puff, who was basically dying behind Winterpaw) but pushed harder.

Because something familiar had struck him. In that little area he was in with Puff, he had smelt it.

It was Blogclan territory.

He had made it! Almost... So he just ran and ran over fallen logs and moss and flowers, and barely paid attention to the scents and sights by him. They just flew past as he went top speed.

"COME ONNNNNNNNNNNN LETS GO PUFFPUDGY, AAAAAAHHHHHH"

And then, he went flying through a little gorse tunnel...

And skidded to his paws in front of the REAL Blogclan camp.

He instantly screamed at the top of his lungs.

"I DIIIIID it! I did! I made it back....Puffporkins, we made it.

We're home!"

He yowled in glee just as a claw as sharp as glass flew in front of his face, and next thing was a bloody gash across Winterpaw's throat as he crumpled to the ground with the ginger tabby above him..............