I feel like poo for not updating sooner. I was working on my other story, Dark Rose. READ IT! Please?

Chapter 4

"Holly, get up!" Frisk snapped.

"Frisk, be gentle!" I heard Sissy scold. "Holly! Holly, tell me what happened. Holly?"

"Forget it, Sissy, she's not gonna talk." Frisk growled. "She's even more useless than when we found her."

Sissy sighed. "Holly, we want to know what's going on! We woke up and found you covered in dirt! What did you do?"

I turned away. Go away! I wailed silently.

Sissy took in a sharp breath.

I didn't care. ThunderClan didn't need me! Firestar was dead. I wasn't one of the three. I am a rouge. An insult to the Clans.

StarClan, you know how hard I tried! I sobbed.

As Frisk and Sissy finally left me alone, I buried my face in my paws.

What will I do? I missed ThunderClan so much! I missed my brothers. I missed Brambleclaw who was always kind to us, even when he knew we weren't his kits.

I missed my love, Mousewhisker. I never realized my love for him until it was too late. Did he ever love me? Would he ever love me? I would never know.

Everyday, I felt my heart crumble, over and over again. I am broken.

"Holly, we know you miss ThunderClan." Sissy decided.

I hadn't moved since my visit to ThunderClan.

Sissy gave my some of her food. I felt so bad; she was starting to get thin. Why can't they just leave me be? Pretend I wasn't there. Let me die.

But, Frisk and Sissy cared about me too much to let me die. Sissy especially. Though Frisk may not act like it, I know the reason he sleeps in front off my little cave is because he is protecting me. But the danger is not out there.

The danger is me.

"Holly, you miss ThunderClan so much, why don't you go back?" Sissy mewed. It wasn't harsh. Just… reasonable?

Frisk grunted in agreement. Sissy sat next to my still body. My eyes were narrowed into slits.

"Or, if you miss it so much, why don't you form your own Clan?" Frisk suggested gruffly.

For the first time in days, I opened my eyes fully, and stared with emotion at my friends.

I felt a rush of anger. "NO! That's against the-"

"Warrior code?" Frisk asked. "Nuh- uh. We've checked and checked that warrior code you're always babblin' about and there's nothing that says you can't start your own Clan." The dark brown and cream tom glared at me with dark green eyes.

I considered the thought for a moment.

"You could be leader. I know it's going to take a lot of work, but it'll be worth it if you would get out of the darkness for a while. And if it makes you happy." Sissy meowed.

"Yeah, long live HollyClan, hurray." Frisk meowed sarcastically, but in good light.

I purred. "HollyClan sounds good." I spoke softly.

"Yes, and you will be named, Hollystar!" Sissy meowed happily.

"Yeah, and I hate the thought of being with you two she cats more than anything, but I would like to join." Frisk said grudgingly.

Sissy nodded. "Me too!"

I didn't hear them. I only heard one word.

Hollystar.