by Emotional-Downfall » Wed Aug 27, 2014 11:59 pm
"A lot of things are wrong" Hallowheart replied, still padding slowly away. She walked into the forest and heard a mouse. She saw it, getting ready to pounce on it, she jumped, but fell clumsily and the mouse scurried away. She started to climb the tree where she had been trained to be a warrior. She went up to the highest branch, and lay down. She looked around, peering over towards the meadow. She rested her head against the branch, thinking about brackenpaw, who and where her parents might be, and about have becoming a warrior.