OOC: Drama time! I've been waiting forever to finally use this post!!

Willowkit peeked out of the nursery. Vinestripe was distracted – perfect. A pang hit her. This would be a great time to escape. Stealthily, she crept out of the den before any cat could notice. She bolted out of camp, seeking the Gatheringplace.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Willowkit arrived. Cats swarmed around her, but thankfully none seemed to notice her. She crept through the bushes on the edge of the main group of cats.
Then she saw him.
He was here.
Their times had overlapped.
Perfection.
Like a snake, she crept until she could view a better image of the sleek, black tom. Anger was flaring from his leaf-green eyes, and Willowkit noticed the anger was directed towards two she-cats with the scent of herbs clinging to their pelts – Robincrest and Bushtail, Willowkit recognized. With a sigh, the black tom turned and walked away calmly....
towards Willowkit.
Willowkit waited until they were both alone, and then she leapt on him joyfully. "Phantom!"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
At first, Grayspirit had no idea what to think when the young kit leapt on him. But soon, it was clear. "
Ghost!" he cried joyfully, his eyes brimming with amazement. "It's y-you!"
Willowkit purred. "Of course it's me. I've never left you."
Grayspirit couldn't believe it. No haze, no hollowness, she was...
alive! As he gazed lovingly into her violet eyes, he missed the flicker of crimson that clouded one for a mere second.