Losing her
As I walked towards the hollow so many things ran through my head. Number one though was that she wasn't coming back. She just wasn't. I felt like I shouldn't be carrying our kit; like they should be going home with her. But it isn't possible; she was dead. By the time camp was in sight I was bawling my eyes out. Just inside I sat her down and collapsed from sorrow. "Graystripe" Fireheart had called to me. All I managed to make was a strangled groan. After that he left me. I knew soon I would have to face the wrath of either Bluestar, Riverclan, or both. I hoped it would just be Bluestar. My hoping was wasted I knew that much. They would come for my kits. They just would. Bluestar didn't waste time in comfronting me. She asked me every question about Featherkit and Stormkit possible. I answered best i could. In the end though it wasn't enough they were taken from me by her clan. And not being able to leave them I went with them. I said goodbye to friends and family then left. It would moons till I saw my birth clan again.