Standing alone in StarClan,staring across the border of nothingness that divided the Dark Forest from StarClan,the evil from the good, the dark from the light. It's the only thing she knows how to do now. She doesn't know why she does it, it's just something that she has always done. A familiar ache of quiet loneliness fills her heart. She shouldn't miss him,she knows she shouldn't. But she can't help herself, of all the cats in the world, he was the only one who truly understood her. And she was the only one who understood him. She wonders if he still remembers all the time that they had spend together. Sometimes she wishes she could forget him. He's probably already forgotten me. she thinks.
Sitting under an old,dark tree, looking out at the stars. Sometimes he envies the StarClan cats,they had so much happiness in their lives. But why should he care? Why should he care about them? He doesn't know the answer to this question,but he realizes that there is one that he cares about. As much as he tries to deny it,he can't ignore his feelings for her. He almost hates himself for it. All the love he has left for her fills his heart with anger and hate, burning it, and blackening it to ash. He wishes all his feelings would go away,that they would just vanish into nothing. He just wants to be filled with darkness, like all the other Dark Forest cats. He doesn't want to feel anymore. But, no matter how much he wants to forget her,no matter how much he wants to hate her, he knows he can never stop loving her. What ever happened to us? he thinks.
They both sit alone on opposite sides of the world. They love each other,but they don't want to. The emptiness of hate fills them, driving them further apart. They wish they could hate each other, but really they can only hate themselves. The stars gleam with hope, chasing away the deepest darkness. She was in the light,he was in the darkness. She was Snowfur,he was Thistleclaw. And they both realized,that no matter beautiful it is, love hurts.