Even though Flash Claw knew it was silly, he threw himself at the cat and scratched its stomach with his claws. The cat jumped and the Lightning Claw attacked its throat, but it suddenly took off and fell to the ground. bloodlight saved the life of lightning claws! Lightning started. "Thank you." It was the only thing he accomplished. The bloodlight pulled the attacker back. "It's okay. You're my apprentice after all, I can't let you die." "EXIT?! wild tar don't have a kit yet? Wait, you can't mentor them even if they know," says the attacker. Wait, does that mean he's the father of Bloodlight? He thought. They told him what he needed to know. If they knew by now, they would have told me. He was a little taken aback by her answer. Bloodlight should have tested smoother or more than Wildstar. Just to fire him, he waited for her to think he was weak and could beat her. It still looked wrong. He was probably being polite, she decided. He was happy when he heard you call him my apprentice. "I can't believe a /KITTYPET/ album!" The attacker hissed, and we saw two things, and he saw two things: an incoming beam of light. He began to push the bottle towards the light beam. A "beautiful place" suppresses the disturbing truth. "Nothing will happen to you, it will be a shame," he said. "Wound, what?!" Like a nearby tree, it was the gate of blood burning for fire. Are we with you from the camp? Please camp with us! Bloodlight thought thoughtfully. Lightningclaw didn't know if they were far from the camp, but he saw something. /This is madness!/ he thought as he ran to the nearest house. He jumped out of the window and meowed, trying to help both legs. Those who saw the fire informed the police. Technically, their home was in danger, so they had every reason to get out. The only thing the lightning claw was afraid of was that they would try to let this 'heroic' cat in because he saved their lives. The projector froze in fear as several bipods charged into the clearing. The fire is now completely extinguished, but they tried to catch the cats. The claw of war rolled to the ground and plunged the bloody war into a forest beyond the reach of any foot. But the two legs still managed to catch the blood light. whose leg is moaning and clapping. The other two legs caught the attacking cat (scar). The lightning claw shrank in the bushes. He started running and threw himself on both legs, which threw him into the thorny bushes below. She tried to look, but the thorns pierced her gloves so much she could reach her hands. Lightning couldn't find her paw, and the woman couldn't get out either, she suffered a lot. He didn't meow. He would find his own way out. One of the two feet started talking on the phone with a silver square and son a very familiar silver car came and the very familiar towel came out and I had a projector and a scar. Lightning looked at them. Two legs! But these cats weren't fit for the show...maybe the blood was light, but the other cat wasn't. The scar on the face of the former owner of the lightning claw hit his face. When the projector wanted to do the same, it was put in a garage and then the owners got in the car and drove away. The lightning claw tried to pull itself out, but the thorns helped it. Cursing his abundance, he managed to pull himself out, leaving a trail of blood behind him as he limped back to camp. He went the other way so the car wouldn't see him. He followed his own scent and the light of blood. He was close now. She meowed as loudly as she could. The wild star will now hear her and hopefully help her... but maybe kill her for not protecting her assistant. Wild tar did not answer. Lightning entered the camp to see the Wild Elk /BIRTH AND /. He grabbed a stick. Earlier, a group of thugs had seen him do this with his leg. Considering the blood loss, he handed the stick to the old pedestal to bite off as quickly as possible. Soon a small orange kit was born. The ferocious star picked it up and wagged its tail at Lightning Claw to indicate it could follow, and entered its lair. Wildstar then sat down, meowed the kite, and continued. "The bad projector isn't here to see your kit," says the wild star. "WAIT THE BLOODLIGHT IS NOT HERE!" "That's why I'm here…he…" she interrupted. "What happened?!" Windstar wanted. He sat down, carried the cat and paid for it. The Windstar rose again.
Credits on screen :)
