Moonpaw's heart fell. "I thought we were too," she whispered in reply, her voice tainted with hatred. "Just leave me here," she mumbled, running off, back to the old DeathClan territory. When she got there, she fixed her eyes on it, and a small memory can rushing over her, but it was gone in an instant. She slowly looked around, before her purple eyes darted to the High Rock. Slowly, her silver paws lead her to the place where Moonsong used to stand.
OH. MY. GOD. I AM ABOUT TO REPORT TO PUREDRAGON THAT THEY SHOULD CLOSE DOWN THIS FREAKING... OH MY GOSH. STOP. GREIFING. ME. AND. MY. BROTHER!!