This is a oneshot I've had in my mind for awhile…
Broken Cinders
Fireheart's claws made an angry scraping sound over the hollow log as he jumped over it. Musky scents filled his scent glands and one thought raced through his mind: Where was Cinderpaw, his beloved apprentice?
The forest seemed to slow down for the time being and no bird dare make a sound. He nimbly jumped over a small stream of water and landed on top of some rocks. He stopped mid-stride and raised his nose to the air. He inhaled deeply and being carried on the wind was the tell-tale smell of blood. Please, not Cinderpaw! He yowled inside his thoughts.
Fireheart jumped off the rocks and set off again through the forest. Images of the gray kitten raced through his head as numerous ideas of what could have happened to her burrowed deep down inside.
As he came upon a fairly large clearing, upahead, he could see the thunderpath. And there, lying face down on it was the battered and broken, bloody body of Cinderpaw.
I don't give a flip that it's short, I just need something to do while I wait for the food to be done. Expect lots more oneshots later…