Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27669385-20160421034634/@comment-29551246-20160424015445

Berry skirted the boundaries of MarshClan, thinking.

He'd tried to warn them, but they wouldn't listen. It wasn't his fault if they got shredded. Maybe he should just leave as they asked - leave them behind to get beaten up by some barn cats.

But he couldn't bear the thought that he may be the cause of the death of many cats. He could just go out and try to get one of the barn cats down, but he wasn't sure. Perhaps MarshClan did deserve to be wiped out.

Maybe. . . maybe he should pretend he'd never heard the plot, or that he'd met MarshClan.

Berry padded out of the marshland, the debate still roaring in his mind.