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I felt like redrawing something, so I redid this old drawing from 2016
My shading got SO MUCH better, I'm impressed.
Foxpaw froze. The figure was Sandclaw, approaching between the rocks. The apprentice retreated until he almost fell in the abyss that was behind him. His uncle had succeeded the ambush, Foxpaw was right in believing something was off with his mentor.
"I've killed your mother. Now it's YOUR time to die!" he said, looking to Foxpaw with a smile in his face. "No one is here to help you out. No one will see you dying."
The sudden realization was a lot for him to swallow, his mother wasn't killed by a monster? He couldn't believe the uncle was the one who had killed Flamepelt, all of this because he was jealous he was not a prophecy cat who got all the attention?
"You killed my mother...?!" He yowled, tears were falling on the apprentice's face while he was growling. He tried to step back and noticed: There was no escape. He'd die right there, right now. The only thing he hoped is that Hazelpaw would be fine without him.