Disclamer: I do not own Warriors. tear
A/N: Review my friends! All critique welcome. I may start a second story also...
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Ravenpaw had not returned to Barley like he should have. No, he stayed near Highstones but far enough away so that the Clans wouldn't scent him. This was it, he could return to Barley or follow the Clans, trail after them where ever they were going. Shaking his head, the black tom decided he should return to Barley...for now.
The trip took another day but he reached his home by nightfall. He slipped into the barn, paws aching with weariness, and curled in the straw and slept. Barley curled next to him a few moments later and Ravenpaw simply purred at the touch of his friend. Could he really live this cozy life and return to ThunderClan?
"Barley," Ravenpaw said, prodding his friend with a paw the next day, "Barley." The black and white tom stirred.
"Barley, I need to talk to you," Ravenpaw meowed, his eyes worried.
"Mph," the older tom meowed, "What?"
"I think I should follow ThunderClan," Ravenpaw said, the words rushing together. Barley sat up, his eyes wide.
"What?"
"I think I should go with the Clans," Ravenpaw repeated.
Barley blinked slowly, mulling over what to say.
"Are you sure?" he asked, looking at Ravenpaw.
The black tom nodded, "Yes, I think so."
Barley yawned and touched noses with Ravenpaw, "If you want to catch up with them you should go now." Ravenpaw blinked, surprised as to how easily the elder tom accepted the fact he was thinking of leaving.
"But..but...won't you come with me?"
Barley purred softly, laughing, "No, Ravenpaw. I am getting old. I will come with you for a few days before returning here. I have lived here for so long I can't imagine leaving. I am a loner, not a warrior." Ravenpaw nodded, understanding.
"Let's hunt then leave by sunhigh, alright?" Barley meowed, stretching. The two cats left the barn and had one last hunt together at home.
