I awoke to find myself on the cold, hard cave floor. Looking around, no one else seemed to be awake. I looked at where I was, then towards the Prey-hunter's den thinking that what ever happened the day before was only a dream. Though, as the prey pile caught my attention, I knew it was not a dream. The falcons were still there. Sighing, I looked out towards the falls, soon getting up, shaking off the cold and walking out the cave.
When my paws hit snow, I looked back to where my friend had fallen over, then over to the path to get to the area. Closing my eyes, I thought of my friend's body burried underneath the snow. That, at least, was a good thing. Moon always loved the snow. Too bad, though. He just missed it. Going back into camp, I still didn't feel like eating. So, I just ignored my hunger and layed in my friend's spot, looking around the cave and remembering so many things.
As I was scanning the camp, though, I noticed Talon and a few other cats heading out of their dens and out of the cave. Probably for a hunting patrol. Laying my head down on my paws, I stared at the falls, believing still that my friend was still alive out there somewhere. Looking to the entrance, I imagined my friend just pushing his way through into the cave. Though, a poke at my shoulder pushed me out of my day dreaming. I was hoping that it was Moon but, to my surprise, it was Snow. Looking back forwards, I just pretended she was not there.
"Hey, Hunt. I know your still dwelling on Moon's death..." Snow said, seeming to be annoyed that I was ignoring her. As she poked me again, she added "And your probably thinking of ways that you could have avoided his death..." Damn it! She can always tell these things. Maybe I should just get up and head off, find a way to avoid my sister at this time. Putting my tail over my muzzle, I continued to think, listening to my sister's paw steps, knowing that she was leaving me be.
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Waking up again, I looked up to see cats pouring into the cave. I was astonished at how many cats there were! It was like two who tribes put together, maybe even more. Back out of the parade, I watched, thinking maybe, just maybe, one of the cats would be Moon. Though, to my dismay, none of the cats even seemed reconizable. Though, then again, I saw one or two cats that I had seen around here before. Didn't care to ask their names, though. I was too busy going around and being my old self.
As all the cats had finished pouring in, I looked at all of them, looking at the kits with their mothers. Hanging my head, I remembered mine. Remembered how she used to lul me and Snow to sleep. Shaking my head, I was glad that Sharptooth had been killed. Looking back up, I noticed another cat that seemed so similar to my mother.
She seemed to be a mix breed, though, so she did not look exactly like my mother. Shaking my head, I just continued to look through the cats, looking for one that looked similar to Moon, then maybe it could have been. Though, finding no cats that looked similar to him, I just padded off to where I liked to sit before Moon had fallen off the cliff. Laying there, I decided to sleep once again.
Likana: Sorry for the chapter being short My brain just went Kaboom after watching a amv -Eye twitches- Sorry!