A/N: The time has finally come! I am now officially graduated from High School! *Throws confetti in the air* As much as I've complained about school, I'm definitely going to miss it now going into college.
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Reviews
FalconwingTheWarrior- All of your questions shall be answered when the time is right XD Here's the next chapter!
Shadowmist Of ShadowClan- That's nice weather, though I'm not a huge fan of warm weather, sometimes it's nice.
Flurry of Keys- Thank you and I love it when it is pouring rain. I just find the sound so relaxing.
Slytherin Buttercat- Yeah, I hate it when the sun is unbearable. And you are completely correct on the chapter name.
Jaguarstar (Guest)- Hehe, sorry. Here's more.
WolfFang (Guest)- Please, that's not even the start of his pain yet XD. Just you wait, just you wait. Yes, yes they are in for a beating. Thank you and I the plan is for me is to continue writing Fanfiction for as long as I can. Um… hehe I'm actually not great with relationship advice. I won't say to keep it a secret and just get into a relationship behind your parent's back (since that can never end well for anybody). I guess all I can say is ask him to wait until you turn 18? Sorry, I'm not sure. Second Review: I actually love the cold as well, I prefer it way more than the heat that's for sure. P.S: I love horses btw.
RandomPerson (Guest)- That's nice, I've only ever been in the snow once when I was a little girl. Thank you! And I've actually never read any of the main story series.
A Warrior at Heart- I'm so proud of how much my babies have grown lol. I prefer cold weather rather than warm weather.
The Unnamed Guest- Hope. They're only described to be like a sunset when in Flarepaw's perspective, or how Flarepaw views it to be bright as a sunset (this is very important btw). I guess I would have to agree with you, I love looking at the sky when there is a sunset (or sunrise, they're both pretty nice). I have actually not read any of the Harry Potter series, I've been meaning to for a very long time, just never found the right opportunity to actually do it though. Yes yes, babies can be very annoying, I agree. The assessment for their warrior names. You'll find out more about the rogues shortly. Hmm… that is a very good idea, but my mouth shall remain shut. Mhm, they're very strong ladies lol. I wish I lived somewhere where it snowed sometimes, living in the bay area kind of sucks. I only like when the sun is out if there is a refreshing breeze and clouds in the sky, otherwise, I much prefer rain over it. Second Review: You'll have to wait and see about Stripepaw. About Yellowpaw and Sootpaw, I will show their relationship later on. And as for Rowanpaw… yeah no. I don't see him bonding with Sootpaw anytime soon (or anytime at all). Ding ding ding… emotional pain inbound.
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I think I've bitten off more than I can chew…
The constant reminder of her fight with the fox was ever so prominent the more she moved around… which, in this situation, was often. The sudden movements and twist and turns to avoid an attack only added strain to her sides, making her flinch involuntarily. Nonetheless, the amber furred she-cat kept a mask of serious stillness on her face, her silver blue eyes burning with a grey flame. The rogues themselves were surprisingly excellent fighters, as well as respectable warriors. The only ones fighting were the two original ones- which she learned were named Scarlet and Rose- and the remaining ones stayed in the sidelines.
Scarlet, the one she was fighting, was fierce. Her fighting style was foreign to the apprentice, but there was a strange sense of familiarity surrounding it. I've fought someone like this before… I've seen someone use a similar fighting style before…
Who was it?
Her moment of distraction was more than enough for the claws of her opponent to slice at her cheek. Her quick reflexes, gratefully, were enough to avoid any serious injury. It was more so a blow to her ego than anything else as the small cut began stinging against her face. The apprentice gritted her teeth as she took a few steps back, creating a respectable amount of distance between the two.
"Where is all your talk from earlier? Are you realizing that you're out of your league here?"
"Just focus, Flarepaw!"
The Grand Royal apprentice glanced briefly off to her side where Sootpaw sat, his wounds still bleeding as he leaned quite heavily against a rather annoyed looking Stripepaw. Nonetheless, the Artisan did nothing to voice his discomfort, and instead, kept his eyes on the two fighting apprentices. The sunset in Sootpaw's eyes emitted a soft glow of hope, worry lacing his tone as a frown took residence where a smile normally was. It was strange; seeing the tom without his signature grin sent an unnerving feeling through her spine, but she couldn't understand why.
"Flarepaw!"
"You should focus on your battle, red worm!"
Flarepaw turned her head at the last minute, her instincts screaming at her to lower herself to the ground. Following along, the she-cat blinked in mild surprise as Scarlet soared over her head, landing just behind her. The rogue was swift at twisting around, but Flarepaw was faster. Granted, it did nothing more but add strain to her recently recovered wounds, but it also allowed the she-cat to deliver a strike first. Scarlet was sent stumbling away with a pain-filled snarl, blood dripping from the now open wound at the side of her face.
"If your going to surprise attack me, I recommend not screaming at the top of your lungs, rat."
The striking red fur of the rogue bristled at her words as she charged forward once more, her fighting style changing to one that fought merely off of anger more so than skill. It was much easier to dodge, at least. Flarepaw kept a smirk on her face in the midst of such rage, her eyes focused on the muscle movements of her opponent. Every swipe and lunge forward was dodged at the last second, her body moving the slightest bit to avoid being hit, but still close enough to feel the air move around her.
This was a game she enjoyed playing with an opponent who clearly didn't know how to keep a level-head in battle. It was only used to add to their frustration. And add it did. Scarlet's growl tore through her throat, her body pausing momentarily as she regained her breath. Flarepaw blinked, remaining the rather short distance away as she tilted her head to the side casually.
"Are you finished with your temper tantrum?"
"Shut up!"
The rippling movement of the she-cat's muscles didn't go unnoticed by Flarepaw's careful gaze, her body instinctively ducking underneath it. Now in the range she wanted to be originally, Flarepaw's grin only grew as she lunged forward, her sharp teeth finding their mark on her opponent's shoulder. The taste of blood was nearly revolting enough for her to back away, but instead, the she-cat brought her claws savagely down the front of Scarlet's chest. Almost immediately, the Grand Royal apprentice used her momentum to toss the rogue to the ground, their back landing roughly against the grainy sand.
Without allowing a moment for either of them to catch their breaths, Flarepaw was upon the rogue, her curved claws finding their mark against the delicate skin of her opponent's underside. Scarlet immediately let out a call of alarm, tears shooting to her light green eyes instantly. The feeling of another's blood against her paws washed away the anger the Grand Royal apprentice felt before towards the she-cat.
She was the one that attacked Sootpaw… she was the one that nearly killed him. This is what she deserves… This is what she asked for when she touched him…
Another cry came from the struggling she-cat below her, Flarepaw blinked back into focus as her grin disappeared, being replaced with a frown. The simple sounds of desperation and the sickening scent of blood was more than enough to make the amber furred she-cat loosen her grip and step away.
"You'll bleed out if we continue, this match is decided. See to it that you leave my home and never return."
With that, Flarepaw bit her lip as she turned around, her eyes wandering down to her blood-stained paws. She never did like fighting in such a manner. Sparring was fun, but when it came down to drawing blood against another cat, it was nothing more but disconcerting to her. After so long of not fighting another warrior, her body was left shaking as she tried walking away.
"Where… where do you think you're going?"
Flarepaw stopped walking, her ears angling backwards as she let out a heavy sigh. She's getting back up… of course she's getting back up. She could faintly hear Scarlet struggling to stand, if her gasps and sharp inhales were any indication of the amount of pain she was in. The Grand Royal apprentice could only blow out another soft breath as she turned back around to face her opponent.
She won't stop until she absolutely needs to.
Setting her jaw, the amber furred she-cat rose her head higher, her silver blue eyes narrowing dangerously as she beckoned Scarlet forward with a nod of her head. Her own words were laced with frustration that was directed at none other than the rogue.
"You must have a death wish. I'm giving you the chance to stand down. If you wish to continue this, you have no hope of getting out of here alive. Tell me, are you that desperate to throw your life away?"
The rogue did nothing more but stumble forward, panting heavily as she gritted her teeth. Flarepaw stared at her with an unreadable expression, her lips forming a line as she watched the rogue limp forward. Scarlet's claws flexed against the ground as she walked, her body swaying from side-to-side. She seemed determined to fight, determined to cause some sort of damage to the Grand Royal apprentice. Even if it killed her, which was highly likely now, she was going to do whatever it takes.
"Scarlet, don't-"
Whatever the other she-cat was going to say, it was cut off by a yowl of pain as Emberpaw's teeth made their mark around one of her ears. They sliced the skin easily as Rose attempted to tear herself away, her breaths coming in rapid succession as she desperately tried to make it to Scarlet.
I wonder what she is to her… Sisters? Friends? Mates?
Flarepaw looked back at the stumbling she-cat as she approached. A few more steps and she would be close enough to swipe at the apprentice. The amber furred she-cat spoke, not with her words, but with her eyes. Scarlet kept her gaze aligned with Flarepaw's, but whether or not she understood the she-cat, neither of them knew.
Don't you see what you're doing? Can't you see the pain your bringing to others by fighting? Can't you see they care about you?
Tell me… what is so important that you have to throw your life away for it? Are you searching for the hope needed to live every day?
Tell me… who are you fighting for?
Scarlet let out a low, guttural growl as she took another step forward. Raising one of her paws, she brought it sluggishly down the right side of Flarepaw's face. The Grand Royal apprentice did nothing, she remained standing and took the hit with a frown on her face. She had been hoping for… she didn't even know. Answers? What was so important about the questions she had asked in her mind? The cut on her face was deep enough to draw blood, and it began to sting immediately, but nothing more than that. The two remained face-to-face, close enough for Scarlet's ragged breathing to brush against her whiskers as Flarepaw blew out a steadying breath.
"I'm sorry…"
Her voice was nothing more but a whisper in the air shared between them, but it was loud enough for the rogue to hear. Flarepaw's movements appeared too quick for the naked eye. One moment, the two were standing close to each other. The next, Scarlet was sent spiraling backwards with a screech of unadulterated agony. To the onlookers of both sides, the time between the two moments happened only in the blink of an eye.
Flarepaw remained standing in her spot, her head turning to the side as her eyes closed, her ears flattening in an attempt to block out the cries of pain. The claws of one of her paws were unsheathed, the tips of them glistening red. There was nothing but precision in her strike; it needed to be precise, or else it wouldn't have been as painful.
Scarlet desperately attempted scooting back, one of her paws immediately going to one of her closed eyes. She had never felt something more agonizing before than a claw strike to her open eye. Tears flowed from her untouched eye, her body shivering as she tried curling up into a ball.
"Scarlet!"
Rose managed to tear herself away from Emberpaw, or perhaps the Grand Royal apprentice let her go. Either way, the rogue sprinted quickly to the she-cat's side, despite the many wounds that littered her body.
Emberpaw spat out something- most likely a patch of fur and skin- before wandering over to Flarepaw's side. The two shared a momentary glance, which soon turned into a glaring contest as they held a silent argument. Ultimately, the amber furred she-cat won. The opposing Grand Royal apprentice simply rolled her eyes, letting out a heavy sigh of disappointment as she shook her head slightly.
"The victor of this match is clear. Take your friend and get out of here so you can lick your wounds."
"You're… you're letting us go?"
"Did I not make myself clear?
The rising glimmer of hope in the yellow eyes of Rose dimmed as soon as Scarlet struggled to sit up, a snarl spilling from her throat.
"We don't need your pity. We began our match, so we must finish it."
"Scarlet… please…"
"Rose! Running away does nothing for us, it just proves that we are weak. We can do this! You and me, we-"
"Look at yourself Scarlet!" Rose snapped, something that seemed surprising to the other rogues. "You can barely even stand. Please… please just stop. It's over."
Flarepaw watched the interaction between the two with a frown. It was clear that the two shared an emotional relationship. What could drive Scarlet to want to fight so badly to the point of no return? The two rogues held each other's gazes before the one with the striking red fur looked away first.
"Fine…" Scarlet mumbled in defeat, her voice coming out small and timid- a blaring difference to how it was earlier. Rose breathed out a sigh of relief, standing up and motioning for some of the onlooker rogues to assist Scarlet in walking. As they began turning, Rose looked back in Flarepaw's direction, mouthing the words 'thank you'.
"Don't mistake my kindness for weakness." Flarepaw spoke up before they were out of earshot. "The next time I see you and your ragtag group of half-starved rats on my territory, I won't be as merciful. An eye won't be the only thing that you lose."
This statement was more than enough to cause the rogues to speed-walk away. As soon as they were out of sight, Flarepaw allowed her shoulders to drop and her body to sag in exhaustion. It definitely took a lot more energy than she thought it would to defeat them. Emberpaw kept her dark green gaze on the amber furred she-cat, looking at her from the corner of her eyes.
"Stripepaw," the red and black she-cat spoke, "go ahead and take the Commoner back to camp to patch you two up. Report to the lead Royal what happened here afterwards."
"What about you and Grand Royal Flarepaw?"
"We're fine. Now, go."
"Flarepaw."
The amber furred she-cat's ears perked at the Commoner's tired voice. She turned her head in his direction, her eyes holding his for a few moments. The sunset glimmered in concern and worry, his eyes wandering to the most noticeable of blood marks on her. His frown still remained as he waited for her response to his silent question. Are you really fine?
"I'm fine, Sootpaw. Take care of yourself first. I'll be back shortly."
The Low Rank heaved out a pained breath as he began following Stripepaw, still leaning against him as he struggled to keep a straight face. Flarepaw remained sitting, her breaths shaky as she looked down at her paws. They were still stained in red, the fur slightly matted. Emberpaw spoke in a mildly annoyed tone.
"Must you be so over-the-top and reckless?"
"I beat her, didn't I?"
"You just recovered from that fox attack. Fighting someone like you did is only going to make you permanently crippled, Flarepaw."
Flarepaw felt a growl rise in her throat, but she kept a sarcastic light to her tone.
"Now who is over-the-top? I know what I'm doing and I know my own limits more than anyone else. Yes, I may be choosing to ignore my pain, but I am not ignorant to it. I don't need you of all cats badgering me about it. Besides, it looked like you were having fun as well?"
"That's not the point." Emberpaw's tone took more of a growl.
"Then what is?"
"What happened to you?"
Flarepaw flinched back slightly, not expecting the sudden outburst from the red and black she-cat. She knew something had been troubling Emberpaw's mind, it was the only reason they were out together in the first place. From the training area where they supervised the second assessment of the High Ranks, Emberpaw had tried leaving on her own. She had been unusually quiet and seemingly much more distant than usual, only taking the time to look in Flarepaw's direction before turning away.
"What?"
"What happened to you? What happened to the Flarepaw who didn't care about a little bit of blood in a fight? What happened to the Flarepaw who took her training seriously and didn't waste her time screwing around with a couple of Low Ranks? What happened to the Flarepaw that I used to look up to?" Emberpaw began, seemingly in a rage as she paced in front of the amber furred she-cat.
"You were always the one to look towards when it came to training, you and your brother both. You were both prodigies of most of the skills we had to learn, and the skills we had yet to learn, both of you were quick learners. Everybody in the clan whispered about how great you two were, even those outside of the clan talked. Some even rumored that you two would be the first pair of Grand Royals in the history of the clans since no one could decide who was better. You were always loved by everybody no matter what you did. Every single one of us dreamed of being like you two. I… I dreamed of being like you. You were so… cool. You let nothing faze you no matter the situation, especially when it came down to a real fight. You were my hero, you were the one I strived to be. So, I'm asking… what happened to that Flarepaw?"
By the time she had finished yelling, Emberpaw stopped in front of the amber furred she-cat, panting slightly from not allowing herself to pause and take a breath. Flarepaw could only blink, dumbfounded. The red and black she-cat looked on the verge of tears, a look in her eyes that could only be described as someone who was desperately searching for their long lost hero. Perhaps… she is…
"Emberpaw… do we really need to talk about this now?"
"Answer the question."
"I don't-"
"Answer the question!"
"You want to know what happened to that Flarepaw?" Her silver eyes narrowed dangerously as her voice dropped in volume, a great contrast to Emberpaw's shouts.
"She died in the fire… alongside the other prodigy."
Emberpaw took in a sharp inhale as her ears flattened against her head, her body instinctively taking a small step away from Flarepaw. The amber furred she-cat blew out a shaky breath, her eyes closing before she made the attempt to stand. Her body disagreed with her, but she managed nonetheless. A sad smile made its way onto her face.
"And perhaps… it's for the best that she did."
"Flarepaw… do you even know what you're doing anymore?"
"Excuse me?"
"A Commoner?" Emberpaw's tone was one of disbelief. Flarepaw bit the inside of her cheek, her eyes narrowing even more.
"I don't know what you're talking about." She spoke in a tone that said only one thing: drop it.
"Oh please. I heard the way you two talk to each other, the way you two look at each other. Flarepaw, what are you doing?"
Flarepaw silenced her with a low snarl, her tail lashing behind her as she took a shaky step forward. Emberpaw, with great reluctance, stopped speaking.
"I'm tired of doing everything to make others happy, I'm tired of thinking about how others view me. From now on, I'm only going to do what makes me happy. Yes, it may be bad for my image as a Grand Royal apprentice, but quite frankly, I don't care anymore. I'm going to make the decisions I want to make. This is my business, not yours. Go stick your nose in someone else's business, because it is unwelcomed here."
With those words, Flarepaw stumbled past the opposing Grand Royal apprentice, her ears flat against her head. The hope that the old Flarepaw was still in her was all but destroyed in Emberpaw's eyes. The amber furred she-cat found herself not caring anymore.
Her ears perked up when Emberpaw moved beside her, hoisting Flarepaw's weight against her shoulder as the she-cat nearly fell over. Her body felt sore with exertion, her muscles screaming in disagreement to her movements and the scars on her sides causing her enough pain to draw in a sharp inhale with each step she took. The red and black furred she-cat stood beside her silently before tilting her head in her direction with what looked like a sad smile.
"I sure hope you know what you're doing, Flarepaw."
"You and me both, Emberpaw."
"Let's get you back to camp so Roseberry can yell at us for allowing you to fight."
"Can't wait."
The two let out soft chuckles as they walked side-by-side, pushing the other to keep going. Supporting each other, urging the other to surpass them.
And it was all done with a smile on their faces.
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A loud yowl split the otherwise silent air, a blue mass of fur falling the rather far distance from the treetops to the forest floor. The collision was rough, the wind immediately escaping the she-cat's lungs and a dull echo sounded from the ground. Tears shot to her dark green eyes, her lips pulling back as she bared her teeth in pain, trying in vain to make a sound to show her agony. For a few seconds, she couldn't breathe, and the sheer burning need in her lungs caused her to roll to her side in a coughing fit.
A certain kind of peaceful silence followed her hoarse coughs as she rested on her side, her body throbbing from pain in various places and her breaths shallow. The rays of the sun never kissed the earth, the dark clouds overhead stopping any light from shining through. The peace coaxed her to close her eyes, begged her to take a rest from the intense training she currently put herself through. A sigh of alleviation escaped her lips unknowingly. The unwelcome noise of the bare branches rustling cause her to tilt her head to the side, just enough to see whoever it was out of the corner of her dark green eyes.
"Sloppy. What ever happened to the oh-so-elegant Berrypaw?"
"Oh I'm sorry for fighting a fox by myself and getting injured in the process."
"You know, you could've just escaped. Besides, Forestclan warriors don't fight on the ground. Do you recall? Or have you forgotten that as well?"
Cherrypaw's chiding remarks caused a scowl to form on her face. The breathtaking black and grey she-cat sat casually, almost lazily on the branches above. Her tail flicked slothfully in the open air below her, her icy blue eyes mere glinting shards against the darkness surrounding her. Berrypaw let out a huff of breath as she made an attempt to sit up, but resulted in nothing more but collapsing once more against the dry ground.
"We've been training together for days, Berrypaw, and you haven't improved at all. Are you really trying or am I just wasting my time here? Time that I could be using to train for myself."
"I am trying. It doesn't help that you seem to forget the fact that I was attacked by a fox."
"If I go easy on you, it isn't going to help anyone, least of all you."
Berrypaw merely let out another sigh, this time of frustration as she did nothing more but rest her cheek against the ground again, choosing to ignore Cherrypaw's condescending words. The black and grey she-cat let out a heavy sigh of her own, her head shaking in mock sorrow. Her lips pulled back into a scowl as she lashed her tail.
"If we continue down this pathway… you have no hope of ever becoming the Grand Royal. All I'm doing is looking out for you."
"Since when did you care about me?"
"Since I was ordered to care about you from our lovely Grand Royal."
Berrypaw glanced up at the she-cat, her eyes narrowing slightly as a smirk crossed Cherrypaw's features. The opposing she-cat tipped her head in a single nod as she stood up elegantly.
"I'm done for today. Take care, Berrypaw."
The blue fur of the she-cat bristled as Cherrypaw swiftly left, bounding across the branches overhead almost casually. Berrypaw could only move her gaze forward, her cheek resting against the ground as she frowned, reveling in the peace and silence once more.
"...You have no hope of ever becoming the Grand Royal…"
"Maybe… I don't want to be it anymore…"
Her voice was a whisper, hushed as she spoke her secret to herself. Ever since she returned to her official training, the drive she had felt before the fox attack was completely diminished. The praise she had wanted to receive didn't matter anymore. The awe she had wanted to spark seemed pointless. The hope she woke up to everyday was gone.
What's the point of fighting for this spot anymore?
Her ears perked suddenly at her own thoughts, her frown deepening as she shook her head as best as she could against the ground. Berrypaw gritted her teeth and narrowed her eyes in determination.
No… I shouldn't think like that. I have to remain in the running. I have to keep fighting to stay a Grand Royal apprentice.
How else will I be able to stand beside my little spitfire?
Berrypaw felt her lips quirk ever-so-slightly, thoughts of the shaded amber flame of Blazeclan filling her with the hope she thought she lost.
My little spitfire wouldn't give up… even when she lost two of the most important beings to her… she kept fighting. I can't disappoint her now.
"Blue? Is that you?"
Berrypaw's ears flicked at the calling of her nickname. Her head tilted back, the tips of her ears brushing against the ground as a smile made its way onto her face. The only one who called her that was-
"Hey Spike."
The sight of the dark brown Royal apprentice with black tabby stripes made her smile grow. Thornpaw's own dark green eyes glittered in amusement as he padded forward, abandoning a shrew he had caught earlier on the ground as he went to her side.
"You're on the ground."
"My, aren't you observant?"
"Sorry, it's just rare seeing you on the ground. Did you fall out of the tree, Blue?"
"Not at all, I just decided to rest for a few moments."
"Your sarcasm is annoying sometimes, you know?"
"That's what I'm here for."
Berrypaw let out a pained chuckle as Thornpaw helped her up, flinching slightly from her disagreeing body. The observant tom noticed her discomfort immediately, a frown flashing across his features as he glanced up to the branches overhead. He let out a heavy sigh as he looked away, taking a step back from her. Creating distance so they wouldn't touch. Berrypaw frowned at this, but said nothing as he began speaking.
"You were training again?"
"Mhm."
"With Grand Royal Cherrypaw?"
"How else would I have fallen out of the tree?"
"You believe she pushed you?"
"What else would you call it when someone shoves their paws against your chest and makes you trip?"
Thornpaw remained silent, sending the she-cat a sad smile as he gently nudged her with his nose against her forehead. Berrypaw sent him a sad smile of her own. This was their silent way of asking the other if they were fine. For so long, Berrypaw was forced to isolate herself for the sake of her training as a Grand Royal apprentice. Having been casted out from the running in the very beginning, Thornpaw was instead a perfect example of what a Royal apprentice should be. As such, he had his own image to uphold in the eyes of his clan. It was rare for the both of them to spend time together, much as they wished.
How I wish we could be kits again… always at each other's side through everything.
The two shared a silent conversation with their eyes glimmering in longing, the smiles replaced with frowns of yearning. The only thing they held onto from their time as kits were the silly nicknames they gave each other; Blue for Berrypaw and Spike for Thornpaw.
Tell me… do you miss me as much as I miss you?
Because I miss my best friend more than anything in this world.
"I guess I should get going… have to return my catch to camp and probably go on a patrol afterwards. You should probably check in with Blossomleaf to make sure none of your previous injuries have been damaged any further. Take care, Blue."
With that, the dark brown Royal reluctantly turned away, his ears flattening slightly against his head as he padded towards the shrew he had placed on the ground earlier. Berrypaw remained sitting as she gritted her teeth, speaking through them in a sense of panic.
"Spike, wait!"
Immediately, Thornpaw turned towards her, his ears perking slightly as he tilted his head in question. The shrew dangled from his mouth heavily as he awaited her response. She could see the hopeful expression glimmering in his dark green eyes, the color of which always seemed to calm her down and ease her concerns. She opened her mouth to request him to stay with her a little longer, to talk with her for a few seconds more about anything and everything that came to their minds. Just like before.
But… this isn't like before. This is now… and now, we can't waste our time with each other.
"Blue?"
"Nothing, nevermind. I'll see you later, Spike."
The light shining in his eyes dimmed as he gave a single nod, bowing his head to her in respect as he began padding away, disappearing within seconds into the forest. Berrypaw let out a heavy sigh, once again, alone with nothing but her thoughts and throbbing muscles to keep her company.
Berrypaw was never one to get her hopes up, she could only dream that one day, they would be able to look at each other without the restraint of their images holding back. They would be able to be happy again. They wouldn't have to worry about what the clan thought, or maybe, they themselves just wouldn't care.
One could only hope…
One could only hope for a better life…
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A/N: Hooray, new character introduction! What did you guys think of Thornpaw? I hope it didn't seem so out of nowhere, and if it did, sorry. Anyways, I am now officially on Summer break, so my hope (hehehe, get it?) is that I will be able to write at least twice a week or every week. Cross your fingers guys.
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