Many Moons Ago... WarriorsCats RP .:Always Accepting!:.

[Toxic Nightshade]

"I'm going back!!!" She screamed at him, ready to fight her way out of the den,"I'M GOING BACK WITH THE KITS AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME!!!!!!!!!!! STARCLAN CAN'T STOP ME!!!!" She screamed as she grabbed the kits and ran.

[Royallioness]

" You'll regret this when they find out about us and your kits are killed!" he yelled with a rage in his voice that Mothflight had never heard before. (( notice how it's your and not our for dramatic effect ))

[Toxic Nightshade]

(Sorry didn't understand))
His words echoed in her head as she made her long, foreboding journey back to the clans alone. Maybe she would find someone to help her. 'And my clan,' she thought, 'would never kill my kits. They're too kind. And my friend would never tell.' She knew Shadowfur hated her now, and thought of her like she was fresh kill stuck in his throat, but she didn't care. She cared about saving her clan.

[Royallioness]

Shadowfur gathered some moss, and found a tree with shelter. He made a small nest for himself, caught a mouse, and sat down to eat.Mothflight isn't worth it. She was just a medicine cat who couldn't defend herself. All she was doing was slowing you down. You've had enough with the clans. Become a rogue. Change your name to Shadow. Forget the clans, live independently. There's an abandoned two leg nest just up the thunder path. You can live there. he thought. His heart was growing weak, not from sadness, but from sickness. He knew he was sick and would need herbs if he was to survive. His clan's medicine cat was too old to get the herbs, and refused to have an apprentice. He knew his only option was Mothflight, but he refused to swallow his pride. He grew weaker and weaker each day, and knew that he needed help, and fast. He mustered the energy to head to the border. If he was attacked now, he was dead. His chest slowly started to burn. He felt sharp pains, and suddenly collapsed near the border, unable to go on. He called, " Somebody, anybody help me," before losing consciousness.

[Toxic Nightshade]

She gave the kits to her friend to suckle, and she told her she found them in the border. She had believed her.
Walking in the forest, she heard the feeble cries of a cat. She ran toward the cries, wondering who it was. She saw Shadowfur lying there, weak and staring at her like she'd come from Starclan. She wanted to run and forget all about him, and leave him there after what he had done to her, had broken her heart so she felt like she could never love again. Now he had broken it twice. She couldn't leave him there, as much as she wanted to. She grabbed some herbs from her supply at camp and ran out towards him, tears streaming down her face.
"Where's the pain?" She inquired dryly, all the emotion sucked out of her by him.

[Royallioness]

" It's, it's in, it's in my chest," said Shadowfur, wincing at the burning sensation which was almost unbearable, and the sharp, stabbing pains that were now constant and unrelenting.

[Toxic Nightshade]

She had been sorting the herbs but when she heard his reply she froze, rooted to the spot.
Blackcough, she thought. She looked at him with fear in her eyes and slowly backed away. Blackcough was the worst sickness any cat could have, and it was uncureable. She didn't want to catch it and face certain death so she ran back to camp. It was no use to even try to help him. He was as good as dead.

[Royallioness]

Shadow furs mind was blank. He wondered Is this what it's like to die? as he lost consciousness.

When he awoke, he was no longer back the scent border. He was in Starclan. There were cats all around him, cats who were almost faded, and cats who were just arriving. Suddenly, it went black. The cats disappeared, and a godly voice rang out, " Earth isn't finished with you yet brave warrior. You have been rid of your black cough, and now have white cough. Go and mend the bonds broken by foolish acts. Starclan is full, and the Dark Forest won't have you. Tread carefully, fellow warrior."

He awoke near the scent border once again. The burning and stabbing pain was gone, and replaced by a mild cough. He thought Mothflight had just left him there to die out of hatred, but never knew that his illness was terminal. He walked up to a cat, yet kept his distance. " Would you mind talking me to the medicine cat?" he asked. The cat nodded and led him to the medicine cat den. He was nervous Mothflight would turn him away. If that happened, what would he do? Die?

[Toxic Nightshade]

A cat walked into her den. She knew that the cat was there but she didn't know who it was. She was too engaged in her work. "Come in!" She said
As the cat walked in she said,"What is it? Thorn? Scratch? Infection? Co-" she was cut off when she turned around and saw Shadowfur there. She widened her eyes and almost screamed. In her panic, she threw catnip at him and yelled,"Get out of the camp!!!!!!" In her haste, she hadn't notices that the blackcough was gone, and he just had whitecough.

[Royallioness]

" Why what's wrong? My.my chest is fine now! I have a cough now, but no burning or stabbing pains. I went to Starclan, but they sent me back. Please, help me. I don't want to die. I want to see....." he stopped himself before he said too much.