Thread:Roleplayy/@comment-39024013-20190607112231/@comment-39024013-20190614012009

Meanwhile, Tin lay unconscious. He walked around the darkness, he could here yowls of pain from outside. The battle was still going. A white cat approached him, "Don't give up now."

Tin woke up, injured and in pain. He looked around. He saw Twig. He saw Dova. He saw Iron Claws. He saw Hunta. "Hunta! Twig is in danger!" he rasped as he walked towards Dova and her combatant. He lunged at the Iron Claw, pinned him down and sliced his throat. The cat was dead. His sister was safe. That was all what mattered to him. He then passed out on the body.