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We had been traveling for such a long while, the clans are so far behind now I am sure. And day by day, I feel myself caring less. The bright, glorious colors of morning beamed down lighting up the world more. For the past half moon we had been trying to find a home, so many places we found were so unsuccessful. Perhaps we'd travel forever like this as loners. My whisker's twitched slightly, I had to disagree with that. We had to settle down sometime after all.
Oh how good it felt though! Finally freed from my burdens with the clan, and a new life! I couldn't be more blessed, and the joyful spring in my step sure showed it. We had traveled through wind and rain, day and night, meadows and forests, and we were together like we wanted all along! Oh how sweet the chirping of the birds sounded this morning, something was oddly different about today... like it felt as if we were going to find a long hidden answer. I shrugged the thought off and glanced at him as we slowly paced through the woods enjoying the different sights. His gaze trailed to mine and he smiled slightly but he kept padding on and I could tell for the first time in the longest, he too, was happy.
"We're going to have such a good life, I promise you." He mewed. His voice sounded so light, so care free... so much more different than the complicated one from before. He finally realized, as did I, that this was for the better. It was time to forget about our relatives and deny the fact that we even had a past life within the ranks of the clans.
"Yes," I purred warmly, my amber eyes glowing, "I almost feel as if that is certain." I never felt so whole, I never felt so right.
He didn't reply but only nodded. The fresh scents of the morning that clung to the air seemed to be so calming. I seemed to get lost in this feeling, it was if I could never be depressed again even if I tried.
"Well, once we find a permanent home... what do you think about ... well starting a family?" I mused, I had never brought up much about having a family around Crowfeather. As a medicine cat that was entirely impossible. But I just wanted that with him, kits would bind us together forever. Not to mention I had done many deliveries with pregnant queens and I always wished I could have that motherly bond with my own kits. Kits that my old life forbid me to have.
Crowfeather laughed slightly, "Um... I had no clue you actually ever wanted to have kits, but sure." He didn't sound as excited about it as I did. This troubled me, did he ever really want to be a father? Or would he rather have Feathertail be the mother of his kits? I felt the envy burn in my heart.
"Don't you want a family?" I asked, hoping that he would.
"Yes, of course." He mewed simply. I sighed, toms never really seemed to be as interested in this like the she-cats did.
"Oh." I replied, then pressing further into his thoughts I asked, "Well, what would be good names? I thought maybe... well if we have, for example, a golden tom cat. Wouldn't Lionkit be a good name for it?"
"Well, now this is just the type of thing that I was thinking about," He mewed choosing his words, his eyes narrowed in thought, "Well, we're no longer part of a clan right?"
"Right." I meowed, not quite sure what he was getting at.
"Well, if we're not part of a stupid clan that forsaken our relationship, why in the name of StarClan do we have to give those kits a traditional name! It's mouse-brained! Like instead, we could name that kit Lion." He finished, all scorn in his mew dedicated to his hatred of the thing that kept us from being together.
"I see your point." I meowed. Although, I didn't really care for his disrespect to the thing I used to dedicate my life to, and I wasn't really fond of giving up traditional names. But if Crowfeather wanted that, then it would be so, "And I agree." I finished.
He nodded his head, as we trekked through the forest. I stared over at him occasionally. He was always so quiet, so mysterious... there was a dark part of him that lingered like a shadow cast upon him. It was his horrible past that made him so much of a shady character... yet it made him so captivating. He flickered his eyes over at me and I felt my ears slightly burn with embarrassment and I looked the other way.
We had walked for quite some time and Crowfeathter's paws were getting sore. So I suggested we rest for a bit and I would go off and hunt. I stalked through the undergrowth of the forest, keeping my ears pricked for the noise of prey. In a sudden moment I stood stiff, I seen a medium brown flash from the corner of my eye... Squirrel! I shot up the tree after it as it ran circles around the trunk of the tree going upwards. Once I finally got close I dug my claws and deeply embedded them in the body of the prey and then we both feel.
Within a split second I used my tail and agile body to make certain I'd land on my paws. As I landed, my wait crushed down on the squirrel snapping the spine of it. It struggled and made squeaks of sheer misery before the light slowly died from it's eyes. Moments later it fell limp. I picked it up and went back to the fern where I had buried a plump mouse and a vole. Carrying them in my mouth I headed back for Crowfeather.
He was licking his sore, cracked pads. We couldn't go on traveling like this much longer. We had to find a home some way, but when? How long would it be until we forced ourselves into physical exhaustion?
I dropped the prey and lay down beside him. He licked the top of my head a few times, in his grateful, yet loving gesture for bringing something to eat. We ate our meals in silence. I wondered if he ever thought what I had? Did he wish or think we'd ever settle down in a nice home? I watched him eat, my mind lost in thought. Where would we find our new life? Would other cats be in it? And the most chilling thought of all, would we survive it?
I finished my vole as I watched as our morning quickly faded into sun high. "Shall we get a move on?" I asked him. I didn't want to push him if he didn't want to be but we needed nothing more than to find our new life, it would perhaps solve all of our problems. He stiffly got up and stretched. I did feel sorry for him, he was trying so hard and our results weren't good so far.
"Yes." He responded. I gazed at him, had I detected reluctance in his voice?
"You know, we could stay here the night, if you want that is." I whispered. Although I had not wanted to do that, I didn't want him to be uncomfortable.
"I'm fine Leafpool." He replied. Although I wasn't sure if he meant that I nodded my head and twined our tails as we walked. I needed him to be strong, maybe we should've just stayed, but in order for him to be strong also we had to quickly find a new place to stay. I sighed, hopefully going on wouldn't be a mistake.
From time to time I'd steal a glance at him. He looked wary, and very tired. I couldn't deny it, we both were under a lot of stress. I sighed helplessly as we walked.
There was nothing to do, nothing but walk and walk. Sometimes I wondered what we were in search of and if just walking endlessly was worth our search to find it? I kept padding forward even though my body didn't want to. I longed endlessly to find a place already to settle down. And, sometimes I wondered what had become of Cinderpelt since I left. It is saddening that I can't keep in touch with my clan life but now I was on the quest for a new one. It was so close to driving me insane. But oh well, it would be worth it.
We trekked up hill for some time. It was annoying and very tiring. And it seemed to drain us of strength to go forward. Trying to take my mind off of it I turned to my mate and asked, "Do you think there will be other cats where we live?" I mewed hoping there would be.
"Pft. Doubt it," Crowfeather meowed, "We haven't seen any cats for the past half moon ever since we left. Face it, these territories are abandoned." I had not been satisfied with that answer so I just growled slightly.
"Well, always can be hopeful now, can't we?" I asked. The disappointment was obvious in my mew.
The gray-black tom just shrugged, his blue eyes clouded in thought. I knew he wished other cats would be there too, sadly the odds seemed so against us. Come on, there has to be more cats out there somewhere right? I sighed, who knows when our next encounter with other cats would be.... what if it was never? I shivered. Sure I enjoyed Crowfeather's company but I needed more than one cat to socialize with.
As it was nearing sunset I started to ask Crowfeather where we'd settle down for the night. He told me as soon as the uphill land we were walking on evened out. He figured that their was something there but I was highly doubtful. Nothing has really ever gone the way we wanted it today. I was used to disappointment.
"What the- " His voice trailed off and he dashed ahead of me. Obviously we had reached the top of a cliff. I hissed, that's why the land wasn't evening out. Nothing there, rage burned inside of me. Only a dead end and we'd have to turn back and go in a different direction. All the days we worked so hard were now wasted and we'd have to retrace our steps and find a new trail. I let out an agonized moan, how much sanity did I have left to endure this!?
"Leafpool... look." He whispered, his body frozen stiff where he stood, he was in shock. I growled and agreed to walk by him, yet so spitefully so.
I walked by him and my jaw dropped. What I saw was something I had not expected to see. I froze in shock beside him, staring down. I had not expected this at all, and I didn't know how to handle all the emotions built up inside, "Great StarClan!" I yowled loud.
Well, I do feel like that chapter was a bit of a filler. However, I did enjoy leaving you hanging! So if you want your questions answered in the next chapter sooner please leave me a review! :)