This is a drabble challenge for PetalClan. This is my first time trying this, so forgive my innocence. This is Stormfur's thoughts when he chose to stay with the Tribe.
As I lay down in my nest, warm despite the cold stone, I know I won't be able to sleep. The sound of rushing water comforts me, almost feels like home. Yet how can here be home, leaving behind all I've ever known? The Clans were everything to me, but the only one I love is here. My father is gone, Feathertail dead. Brook. The name makes me shiver. When I see her, I know that all I want is to be with her. But if being with her means leaving, I will. me, I'm being ripped apart.