a castle! the rumor had it. the ruins of the two-leg stone-age was something that his father once said. but the tom had never really cared for what it was called. a thing called a castle sounded huge and amazing - a structure unlike their own dens and holes. but he would never dare share those ideals with his clan mates, or even his siblings. but for now, in the night air, the tom happily enjoyed the time away from his clanmates. the moonlight lit the shambles in such a way that caused the tom to feel like he was in another world.
prehaps starclan feels like this. he thought, looking pleased with his deduction. leaping up onto the first unsteady of rocks, the tom grinned wildly as he adjusted his weight to not let the shaking get to him. the cool night air encircled him giving all the power in the world to make the next leap onto the stone wall. a smirk crossed his maw as he continued his path upwards, using the rocks that slipped to push himself forth and onwards. had anyone told him it was dangerous he would have laughed in their face.
"dangerous? ha! i laugh in the face of danger!" he meowed out loud, leaping to the next unsteady part of the build, claws scrapping to keep himself upright as he pushed himself forward - determine to not fall and look like a failure. but still the tom showed no fear as he let out a victorious laugh.
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