Honeystorm sighed and shook her head. "If you don't open yourself up, then no one will be willing to help." She got to her feet, seeing that there wasn't anything more she could do. There was a moment when she felt as though she should say something, but the moment passed and she moved to go back to her den. Perhaps she could sleep a little more and then volunteer for a patrol. She needed a break. She needed to do something to move on from Amberpaw's death. Murder. Oh Starclan, may we have exiled the right cat. Pleasepleaseplease.Information wrote:Name: Honeystorm
Sex: Molly
Rank: Warrior
Mate: Badgercloud
Kits: Crowpaw, Nightpaw, Petrelpaw
Apprentice: None
Tags: Open
[ Changing vote to Ravenpaw ]














