Post by darkstorm on May 8, 2006 19:35:00 GMT -5
Darkstorm had set out of camp again, and almost shivered, thinking how comfortable she felt breaking the warrior code to see snowpelt. The thought crossed her mind again, Would i really leave, and join Riverclan? she thought about all the times she and snowpelt had, and the kits. The stars made a silver shadow on the reeds, and rocks. The grass beneathe her was cold, and prickly. She walked across her border and into RiverClan. Her paws were now wet, but felt warm and reasuring compared to the grass. She then groomed herself which was a first in many moons. She thought she saw eyes watching her. She grew exausted, and fell to sleep, letting the blackness consume the light, until there was no more sound.
