I lay down, in entrance of the warriors den. I look up at the stars with the single one shining star. Hawkfrost, that's what it reminded him of.
What If that monster had lived? The offspring of a monster… My brother.
That makes me a monster as well. But I was raised with the goodness of my mother, and sister.
Him..? Well, He was raised in the clan against my own. An Enemy.
The enemy clan that almost made us lose our home though it was to be killed by twolegs in the future.
Why, I sometimes ask myself. Why did he want this? And I answer myself simply. My Father.
If only I didn't dream! If I was anything like my sister, I would've listened. I blame myself. I blame myself for losing Squirrelflight, and hurting her by spending time with… Him!
I often thought about what I had done, and what he was feeling like. Was his brother feeling hatred and hidden emotions towards him? Why couldn't he have a second chance? A second chance at Life among the clans, with him, and his True warrior bloodlines.
Let him live like the strong and great son of Tigerstar he is!
Notes: This is Brambleclaw's point of view, of course. Review, please! The next chapter is on its way! Please excuse me. I'm new to writing Fan fictions 8D
