Savvanahheart?

[Thorn & Co. (Night)]

Thorn sat alone at the entrance to the rogue camp. He stared out with emotionless green eyes, unmoving and cold. A light breeze ruffled his grey fur. Thistle was out somewhere with Talon, for sure- he hadn't seen her in a few days. And his mate-- the kits might be close, and he hadn't seen her, either. He wished he hadn't disappeared. A lone tear dropped to the ground; Thorn's head became bowed. Silently, he cried. Silently, he did what he hadn't done in a long time--pray to StarClan. For his sisters in ThunderClan, may they never know the truth. For his mate, may she forever love him. For his best friend, may she find love where she lost it in him. For himself, may he still have a heart.

[Savannah&Faith]

[glow=orange,2,300]Savannahheart watched silently. She had been away from Thorn for what seemed like forever. It wasn't going well either, for she missed every bit of his quietness, and calmness. Where is Thistle to keep him company. Was she out with that odd ginger cat?

Savannahheart now was very suspicous of that spotted, ginger cat who showed up out of no where, and calls himself by the name of Talon. But it didn't matter, everyone knew Thistle could take care of herself. She almost seemed to be twice as tough compared to the High Gaurd.

Stalking away silently, as she came, She looked away from her mate, down to her kits, and her orbs kept to sea blue, for the color of the ocean. The movement of the ocean felt of a she felt, for as currents swirled into each other, emotions swirled with in her. She didn't know witch one to follow, but after a amount of thinking, she was probaly going to go with anger, for she was going to go pick a fight with some clan cat to take it out on them. Although her speed has changed, Savannahheart's fighting ablity has not.[/glow]

[Thorn & Co. (Night)]

Thorn looked up. He thought he had heard something...Maybe he hadn't. Wait, tehre it was again- a twig snapped, soft breathing. Thorn pricked his ears, turned them to hear behind him. His head titled ever so slightly, and he caught the sight of dark tabby fur. Thorn smiled. Thistle.

The she-cat came up behind him to sit next to the tom, staring out just like he. Softly, she mewed. "You ok?"

"Sure." came the answer.

Thistle sighed. "Answer me properly, Thorn. We're best friends; you can't keep secrets from me."

"Sure I can." Green orbs met black ones. Thistle licked her friend's shoulder comfortingly.

"What's wrong?"

Another tear rolled down his cheek, but he was always silent. "I don't know what went wrong. Can you help where StarClan can't?"

"No," She whispered, "But I know who can. Go find Savvanahheart. She misses you."

A great shudder went through Thorn's body; finally the sob made it's way out. "Ok." He meowed softly. Standing, he walked slowly away to leave his friend sitting there. Thistle laid down and set her head heavily on her paws. Sadness overcame her for some unknown reason; did she still have feelings for her best friend?

[firekit]

"Thistle? Hey, is that you?" A spotted ginger tom spoke to the dark colored tabby she-cat. It had been a while since they had spooken. And it fel good to speek to his crush. "What's the matter Thistle?" He asked as he moved closer. She looked upset, and at the same time lifeless, her head sitting on her paws, her balck eyes making a way down to set on the ground.

[Thorn & Co. (Night)]

Thistle jumped up, claws out and hissing, but as soon as she saw Talon she relaxed, laughing nervously. "Oh, it's you." She laid back down slowly, as if something pained her. "I'm fine, Talon." A pause, then--"Long time no see, eh?" Her tail twitched, and she sighed again.

[firekit]

"You're right about that! Rogues took over ThunderClan, and ShadowClan! Quiet a bit of work." Talon relaxed, and let his tail fall over his two front paws before looking down at her paws, as the sheathed, "Quite nice reflexes, how bout that." He spoke calmly, as he was talking about her endlessly jumping up,"So what's troubling you, Thistle?"

[Thorn & Co. (Night)]

Thistle shook her head. " It's nothing." But it isn't nothing! She wanted to scream, I'm confused, angry, hurt! All this time I thought I loved you, or may love you, and I find out tehre might be sonme of that spark meant for Thorn! How can I call that nothing? But instead, she just smiled.