SilverClan ~New And Accepting!~

[Emotional-Downfall]

They were starting to slowly vanish. She pounded towards the tom and she-cat, she ran as fast as she could, they seemed so far, when she ran into a place pure black. Hallowheart woke up, her heart pounding, wondering what the dream was about. she shrugged and thought it was only a random dream she then went to camp and slept in her nest.

[umbralhorror]

Brackenpaw slept for a while, energy filling him slowly once again. After a few hours of this, he began to dream of his recent memories. An image of him and Hallowheart laughing together flashed through his head, but it quickly changed to him dealing the killing blow to a thrush. Then the images changed and he saw himself, standing by a waterfall. The spray laced his fur as he stood on the slippery, mossy rocks. The waterfall was very loud; the noise filled his ears until he thought he could hear nothing else. He shook his head, bracing himself against a thick wind that threatened to push him off of the ledge.

[Emotional-Downfall]

Hallowheart was finally caught up with her tiredness. she awoke and felt fresh. She ate a mouse from the fresh-kill.

[umbralhorror]

He looked around wildly, the wind whipping his fur into his eyes, so he could hardly see. "Why am I here?" He called, hoping someone would answer. A shadowy whisper filled his ears. He strained to pick up the words, but he couldn't. "What? Please speak louder!" Was his pleading response. But the same whisper again filled his ear, this time urgent, but no louder. Brackenpaw took a step forward, but there was nothing under his paw. Too late - he put down his weight and he crashed over the waterfall. He hit the bottom, and blackness jumped into the edges of his vision and he awoke, gasping. He shook out his fur nervously, then licked a paw to see if it was wet. But he felt only his dry paw-pad beneath his tongue. He was relieved that it wasn't wet.

[Emotional-Downfall]

Hallowheart sighed and wished brackenpaw would hang out with her or something. Even hunting or a kind hello would do.

[umbralhorror]

Brackenpaw limped out of the apprentice den slowly. His limbs ached, even though inside he felt well rested. He brushed past Hallowheart, too caught up in his dream to even acknowledge her. He sniffed at the fresh kill pile, but nothing seemed appealing. Instead, he picked up a plump sparrow and dropped it off at the Elder's den. As he padded out to go patrol, he suddenly realized he had been ignoring Hallowheart a lot lately. He bounded over to her and said awkwardly, "Er, hi."

Midnight padded out from the Medicine cat den, seeing two cats conversing by the warriors' den. He padded over and said, "Hi... Are you two going hunting? I want to be useful, I feel like just an extra mouth to feed hanging around Camp all day." He blushed, slightly embarrassed. He wasn't used to talking to other cats, he was more accustomed to the hard life of a loner.

[Emotional-Downfall]

"Hi. It's okay." she said, seeming to know what he was thinking. "Hello Midnight, sure we can hunt. No, it's our responsibility to hunt for others, it's no problem really."

[umbralhorror]

Brackenpaw snarled, "Okay, hunt with him. I'll go alone." He stalked out of Camp and into the forest before Hallowheart could reply.

Midnight looked the younger she-cat up and down, a cold steel starting to sharpen in his eyes. "You suggesting I can't hunt?" He said, keeping his voice low and cool.

[Emotional-Downfall]

"No, I didn't mean that at all... I mean, you can come too if you want, I could show you around." She said in an apologetic way. She thought to herself wow. brackenpaw thinks i'm being nice to Midnight because I was a loner once once, and midnight is taking this the wrong way..... maybe I should leave a be and loner myself...

[umbralhorror]

Midnight calmed down. "I'm sorry. I'm just used to challenges from other cats, and everyone here is so friendly... I know you didn't mean it the way I took it a-and... sorry about your friend," He murmured, even more embarrassed now.