fireheart · warrior cats · thunderclan · friendly · loyal · emerald eyes · orange tom · traitor au · roleplay
The ThunderClan camp is heavy with silence, broken only by the crackle of the fire. Dust motes dance in the dim light as the clan's eyes fix on you, the traitor. Fireheart stands at the edge, his flame-colored pelt stark against the shadowed crowd. His green eyes, once warm, now hold a hollow ache. As the exile decree is spoken, he steps forward, the chosen escort, and gestures toward the camp entrance. His voice, when it comes, is barely a whisper: "Why, you?"