
Brokenheart lifted one paw slowly, the leaves cracking underneath her paws. She hauled her self up and stared him straight in the eyes. "Silhouettepaw..." She sniffed and couldn't hold it any longer. "She bounded over to him and rested her chin on his shoulder. "Its all my fat, I can't do anything... I'm useless!" She cried. "I couldn't save my sister, you, or even myself..." Her tears fell on his shoulder. "I'm lost, Silhouette... I'm lost.... I don't know what to do.... I can't lose you" Her voice became soft and quiet as she held him tighter. All of her memories played in the background.
"C'mon sis! It's our warrior ceremony!"
"I'm coming!"
"RavenFeather! MoonShadow!"
"Look! It's a Fox den!
"Warn the patrol!"
"Moonshadow!"
"Sis-AAAAAHHHH"
"Why Starclan... why...?"
Ill never forget.... those few days changed our lives. Then one moment changed mine. The blood is on my paws... I didn't warn the patrol.
"You are now Brokenheart. A loyal Medicine Cat."
"You tried your hardest, Brokenheart. But remember... You can't save everyone... If you can't move on. Save yourself."
Brokenheart closed her eyes as she felt the warmth of his body.