Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27350140-20151115151244/@comment-27038405-20160121195146

"BLACK!" Thunder screeched in horror. His Tribemate was gone, just like that. Carried away by the wind. He felt numb. How could this happen? The chance that Black had survived the fall into BlogClan territory was miniscule. BlogClan would find the body in the meadow, surrounded by bright flowers and dewdrops like fallen stars, with no idea who he was. Black would never receive a proper burial. After a while, Thunder followed Breeze and Wing, head held low.