Sorry

by Spartan Army

Yep. A drabble. You know that "break" I talked about in, Beyond the River: Lightning? Well... That turned in to writers block. XD So, here is a drabble about what happens if you don't listen to your ancestors.

I must leave.

Fast.

It's gone too far, and the world is disappearing around me.

The curse!

The winds and trees foretold a horrible danger.

I should've listened. Now my Clan-mates, and my family, are in danger.

I should've protected them. But I didn't. I stood there and watched. Now I'm the only one left. They are all dead, gone. FlightClan is gone. I wander alone now.

Oh, I should've listened! Then they would all be here. The winds will sweep me up soon, and I am ready. Ready for death. I am one sorry excuse for a medicine cat.