NOTE: This is NOT incest OR slash. Just wanted to get that straight. There is NO romance here. Just the misery and grief and loss. -nod nod-
I couldn't believe it. He was dead.
He had always been there for me. Always been with me. He always knew what I was feeling, knew what to say to me. I was the closest to him.
He had faught bravely in the battle. He had died bravely. And what had I done? Nothing. I had been helpless.
My brother is dead.
I keep expecting him to be there. The day after the fight, I had woken up and meowed, "Wake up, Ravenfeather, it's already sunhigh." only to find that the nest next to me was empty. I had cried.
The only one who could come close to Ravenfeather is Dustfur, my sister, but she's in BrackenClan. We can never be together without getting in trouble. Even if our Clans are allies.
I find it hard to go on, but I know I have to, for Ravenfeather. I look up at the stars and can almost see him, smiling at me and calling me a lazy hedgepig. I used to laugh at that, but I don't laugh anymore. Someday, I might, but for now I only cry.
I look up at the stars, and can see Ravenfeather. Some day, I'll join him in StarClan.
Someday.
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I regret everything now.
I can't believe I let my guard down, but I did, and now my brother is gone.
I shouldn't have left him. I can only imagine his misery, his lonliness. The sadness I had caused him.
I haven't even begun about my sister. I don't know how she felt about it, but I know that Rainpelt needed me, and I had let him down.
I had always been there for him, his shoulder to cry on, I encouraged him when he was put down. I stood up for him. He needed me.
I watch over him from StarClan, but it isn't the same. I want to go down and share tongues, but I cannot. The sad restrictions of being dead.
And Rainpelt? He had been there for me. He never knew it, but he was my light in the dark. He kept me going, he kept me strong.
He's gone, too. I'm alone, separated from everything. StarClan wasn't nearly as blissful as I expected it to be.
I miss everything. The moss in my bed, the comfort of my mother, the familiar voice of Rainpelt.
I watch over him, and can only wait for him to join me. Nothing else is worth waiting for in StarClan.
Then Eaglefeather had come for her leader's ceremony. In her eyes, I could see my brother's misery, her sympathy.
Some day, my brother will find me.
Someday.
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And yes, I did notice that that was a pile of junk, thank you very much. Review it anyway. I didn't like it either, so I don't want to hear your complaints. Just to let you know. Some of you out there won't yell at me for anything, but I know there are plenty who will. -cold glare-
And I realize that it really sounded like a romance, but it WASN'T. If it was, I would have categorized it under romance, geniuses. So deal. Review it, hate me forever, whatevs. As long as it makes you happy. -sarcasm-
Oh yeah, and that note I have to put on everything:
1. I do not own the Warriors.
2. I do not own BrackenClan.
3. I own Rainpelt, Ravenfeather, and Dustfur. And you can not use them. -sticks tongue out-
Alright, enough of my babble. Review!