Cry for Help //Ghost//

[brownie]

Sighing quietly to herself, Brownclaw reluctantly moved forward and ran her muzzle over Ghost's, showing that she stilled cared. "Ghost, I can't love you or anyone else at the moment. You must understand that I am grieving for Silverwing, who was my first love," She mewed quielty. Her small form was shivering from the cold and her green orbs glowed as she gazed up at the bigger tom. "You have not hurt me really, Ghost, not enough for me to hate you. I want to be freinds with you, Ghost."

[Ghost]

//This reminds me of James Bond... sort of...//

Ghost let out a small purr. "Is that the real Brownclaw talking.. the one that tells me the truth?" The tears began to stop and he looked up.

[brownie]

((I'm smaller than you, you have to look down *tuts*))

Hearing his purr, Brownie added her own purr to his and smiled. "Well...that's for me to know and you to find out," She mewed, waving her tail infront of Ghost's eyes in a playful manner. She felt happy now that the pair could still be friends, even if he was not of her own Clan.

[Ghost]

//I meant for Ghost to have been leaning and then looking up.. but thats alrighty anyhow.//

Ghost smiled his usual smile. "Brownclaw, if you ever need I am there, for anything, please call on me... please." His eyes were now begging as they sunk into Brownie.

[brownie]

Slightly put out by the intensity of Ghost's gaze, Brownie somehow managed a smile and bumped heads with Ghost, breaking the stare he had insticated(sp?). "Of course, silly," SHe mewed, shaking her fur out so that it fluffed up, dry now. However, Ghost's own plet was wet from being close to her.

[Ghost]

He nodded. "You need to go soon," he meowed. "For WC may be missing you.. oh, and Brownie, about Rosepelt.. how is she?" The forest-colored cat thought thatr maybe if he couldn't get Brownie, he could try Rosepelt. Its worth a try, he thought.

[brownie]

"Rosepelt is a stubborn piece of foxdung!" Brownclaw hissed, immediately backing away from Ghost, disgusted at the mention of her former friend. That stupid cat had made the unfortunate mistake of insulting Darkfur infront of Brownclaw and now the two she-cats were giving each other the silent treatment.

[Ghost]

Ghost looked rather shocked. "Oh, well that answers my question... what is wrong between you two?" he asked. "You two seemed to be good friends."

[brownie]

"She insulted my Father," Brownclaw drew back ehr lips in a snarl. Her actions may be fiery, but her voice was cold and hostile as she thought of Rosepelt. "And refused to respect that he was a great Warrior. His courage and strength were admired by many, and he chose his darker side. I have had to live with what the Clans consider a stain but I never expected my own friend to accuse my Father without considering all the evidence. She blames me for her Mother's death and her Father's disappearance."

[Ghost]

Ghost looked at her with passionate eyes. "Now, Brownclaw, you have to understand, she did lose her mother." He licked her. "But it was no exscuse for accusing you." His deep green eyes looked into her.

[brownie]

"And Hollowheart slaughtered my Father, but cats seem to overlook that!" Brownclaw spat vehemently. Feeling Ghost's orbs burning into her, the dark tabby shifted slightly, uncomfortable at the sole focus and attention she was getting under the piercing gaze. For some strange reason, it frightened her, yet she felt exhilirated at the same time - for Darkfur had had a tendency to fix burning eyes on others and he had done the same to her. Ghost's massive form was also another similarity, and under the cover of darkness it was impossible to tell his coat colour.

[Ghost]

//You spell colour with a "u". Hehehe... I love when British people do that.//

Ghost sighed. "Many cas will overlook that, Brownie. It is because Hollowheart and Amberwind were very good cats. They were both good, strong WC Warrior."

[brownie]

Her nostrils flared as she let out her breath, releasing all the tension and anger inside her as she closed her grape-green orbs and relaxed. Images seemed to come to her in the form of memories, pictures of the cats that tied her to her dead parents either by blood or by particular closeness. Of course their were her siblings - Rowanfur's broad stature, Torrentheart's sleek blue-gray pelt, Winterwind's purity that radiated off her as it did for all Medicine Cats - but there were others as well. By blood, there were her cousins, Puddleclaw and Hawkwing, and her Uncle - Rowan, originally Rowanpelt who had left with Hollowheart. But when it came to being close to her Father, there was Savannahheart, the spotted Rogue she-cat who had saved Brownclaw's life when she was a Kit, and also there was a mysterious cat named Naji, whom the tabby she-cat had never laid eyes upon. So many cats who knew Darkfur's lighter side, who could help bring his dark form into a more justifying light for the Clans. But her siblings and herself would never be taken seriously, for they were Darkfur's children; Rowan had run off to StarClan knows where; Puddleclaw and Hawkwing were swayed by the Clans; Savannahheart was a Rogue so would not be taken into consideration and Naji was an image made up of rumours and sightings, though no Clan Leader had set eyes upon his white form.

"I just wish," She murmurred at last, her voice small and quiet, yet the passion for her cause pulsed through it. "I just wish that I could find Hollowheart and...and make him see things from my point of view for a bit. I only want him to realise what he has done to me and my siblings - I have no care for why he killed my Father, I only want to show him the hurt he has reaped on Rowanfur, Torrentheart, Winterwind and me." As she continued with knew words, her voice took on a bitterness and her eyes snapped open. Brownclaw's eyes burned with indescribable emotion. "But I shall never get to. Hollowheart ran off to StarClan knows where and I will not have the chance to."

[Ghost]

//I feel so bad. I write about 3 sentences from writers block and you write two paragraphs.//

Ghost sighed. "My dear Brownie, indeed your trajedies are heart breaking and touching. I wish with all my heart that your circumstances were different, and that things were different than they are now. But you must think of something while you are flooded in your hate." He nudged her. "You see the anger you have now, think of Rosepelt. You cry for your father, who even tho acted unwisely, had a light side. She cries for her mother, who was always kind and gentle. You say how much you want to tell Hollowheart of your suffering, think of Rosepelt and her suffering. Think of how much she wishes to tell your father of her suffering. Her mother died, father passed away, and sibligns disappeared." He sighed. "Oh, Brownie, you are so blessed compared to Rosepelt. She has no friends or family. You have both. You have a brother that I am sure thinks nonstop of you, a sister who is atleast in your Clan, and another sisiter who is beautiful and tries." Ghost looked gently at Brownclaw, still talking in his soft whisper. "Try to think of all those things you have... and not what you don't have."

Ghost looked away, almost shocked that he had given such advice. Maybe there is some Forest in me, he thought to himself.

[brownie]

((It's okay, I ahd a lot of spare time on my hands.))

"Hollowheart is not dead," Brownclaw meowed bitterly, not meeting Ghost's eye but instead staring past his shoulder, as if she were focusing on somethign else. "Hollowheart left the Clan with my Uncle. My own Mother died in Kitbirth and Darkfur is dead. Winterwind hates me, which, believe me, is much worse than not having any siblings - especially when the hate is undeserved. No friends you say? Rosepelt and I were part of the big social construction of friendships between the Apprentices. Silverwing is dead, and Puddleclaw dislikes us both, but we still have Pheonixpelt and Hawkwing - though I have seen neither for a while," She snarled slightly, but seemed to think better of it and returned back to the expressionlessness she had held before. "I know that Rosepelt is suffering, and I respect it. I know that Amberwind was murdered by Darkfur, but she seems to forget that Hollowheart killed Darkfur. I know she does not respect my suffering and that she thinks I will turn out just like my Father. And, to tell you the truth, I help I do. Darkfur was a great Warrior, couragious and strong - just like Tigerstar - but, like Tigerstar, he let his ambition overtake him. However, he still knew how to love and care - he cared for the Rogues and loved his family. I only hope that my Mother's docility and patience will purify the ambition so that it is directed towards being the best Warrior for WindClan."

[Ghost]

Ghost only sighed. "I tried.." he mumbled to himself, tilting his head downwards and looking away. Looking back up at Brownie's direction he continued, "Did Rosepelt actually say that you will turn out like your father? Think back.. did she? And why does Winter hate you?"

//Rosepelt didn't say she thought you would turn out like Darkfur.. I read the thread (Which was very well written) and never aw that...//

[brownie]

((She implied that.))

"The point is is that she despises me - the Daughter of her Mother's killer," Brownclaw hissed, not admitting to the fact that she was finding it hard to remember in her grief. "And as for Winterwind...I have no idea why she hates me. I got the feeling that it was because I fought with Torrentheart, but...that was from an unreliable source."

[Ghost]

"And you hate her, the Daughter of her Father's killer." He sighed. "You will just never understand," he mumbled. Looking around, he said, "Maybe I could talk to Winterwind."

[brownie]

"I don't hate her," Brownclaw hissed sharply at Ghost. How dare he make assumptions about her? He knew nothing about her. "And don't try talking to her, I doubt you'd even be welcome on WindClan terra."

[Ghost]

Ghost rolled his eyes. "Oh, don't tell me you don't hate her. I know you do." He sighed again. "Anyhow, maybe you should try to talk to Winterwind. It can't hurt to try and talk to your sibling. I never talked to Brown- My sibling and I regret it."

[brownie]

His arrogance at claiming that he knew what she was thinking enraged Brownie. Her right pad shot out, claws unsheathed, prepared to sock him on the nose, but something stopped her. For a few moments, her paw hovered in the air, frozen in time as if held by a force - before it dropped to the ground. The dark tabby was shaking slightly, quivering like a dead leaf in a breeze. Dead, that was how she felt, dead inside.

[Ghost]

//Wow... such an emotional kitty. All I try to do is help.... -looks scared- //

Ghost looked rather horrified for a moment. "Now, Brownie.." he scolded. He then sighed. "Brownie.. I know how it is like to be hated. You hated me, I am sure Silverwing did not like me, and Bro- my sibling hated me." He rushed over the name, hoping Brownclaw did not hear.

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[brownie]

((Awww, come one, I won't bite.))

His rushed reply startled Brownclaw and she looked up as he stumbled over mentioning his sibling. He had been about to say a name and from the begining it sounded similar to hers, though of course that was impossible. "Your sibling?" She mewed cooly, thoroughly calmed down.

[Ghost]

"Its nothing. Really." I need to stop mentioning Brown, he told himself. "Anyhow, Brownclaw, just relax and try to enjoy life. Even tho it seems impossible."

[brownie]

"It is impossible to enjoy life," Brownclaw murmurred to herself. "I want to do the right thing, but so many right things are doubled up with a wrong. You love me, Ghost, but if I loved you back I would break the Warrior Code - lose my place in the Clan. If I wanted to stay with my siblings one of us would experience heart-ache. I want to track down my Father's killer, Hollowheart, but that would mean leaving everyone, leaving my family, leaving yo- my family." Oh StarClan, she ahd nearly said it, ahd nearly gone against everything she ahd said before.

[Ghost]

Ghost caught a the slight hesitation in her words. He smiled quickly, and then hid it. "Brownclaw, I know I can not stop you. That I learned the day I met you." He paused. "I learned that you can take care of yourself and that you can be the best. I have seen you in active. But Brownclaw, before you leave, atleast tell me this... will you miss me?" And then something happened that never happened before to him when he was Ghost. A small, tiny tear fell from his dark green eyes.

[brownie]

He had noticed, dammit he had even smiled at the hesitation. Flicking her tail slightly, Brownie listened to his words, considering them, even the question. Miss him? Ridiculous really, but deep down, Brownie felt this was an invitation to sort out the mix of emotions burning inside her. When the pair had first met, Brownclaw had challenged Forest at his claim to his new territory - the home that her Mother had lived in. He had been standing in the same place Smoke had stood so many times before, and it hurt Brownclaw to think that the Twolegs could replace her Mother so soon, so easily. The next time, Brownclaw had taken FOrest to WindClan, and trained with him for a bit before he left. Brownclaw ahd visited Ghost, constantly really, trying her hardest to bring him back, to change this cold new persona. And now they had come to this - a decision. Ghost loved her, yet Brownclaw felt she could not love him - but miss him? It was confusing. "I was kind of hoping you would come with me, Ghost." She finally managed to choke out, not looking him in the eye.

[Ghost]

The dark brown tabby looked shocked for a moment. Come with her? That was something he had not thought of. Could he leave his home? It was everything to him. "Brownclaw... I... I." he stopped. What can I say? He wanted more than anything to go with her.

//I am not sure if I can... what about Sprinklestorm?//

[brownie]

((You can say no if ou want.))

As Ghost considered the question, Brownie dared look at him, give him a glance, allow herself to let go of her inhibitions for a few moments and think about what could happen if he came. He could help her look for Hollowheart, ensure that she got her answers. Brownclaw knew that she would go even if he stayed, finding the answers to her Father's death from the one that actually caused it was the one thing she seeked. But it would mean the world to ehr if Ghost came with her. "Well?"

[Ghost]

//I'll leave it at a maybe.. and talk to Sprinklestorma bout how long she is staying. Maybe he will surprise her by coming.//

Ghost sighed. "Brownclaw..I honestly can not give you an answer. With all my heart, I want to come with you and be with you in your times of trouble. But I have my own trouble which I must deal with. Something has come up.." His stern voice faded.