Returning to the life left behind...

[spottedleaf]

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Silver are the shadows...
Trees in my mind...
Licking the wounds...
Still bleeding...

A shadow flickers. A figure pauses. The cat freezes, nose in the air, drinking the scent of somewhere that was only a plague in his restless mind. His claws dig into the earth, unsheathed power that cut into the dirt he dreamt about.

Eyes of blue close in pleasure. Mouth dappled in silver stretches into a grin as wind whispers in tabby ears. A sleek pelt marked with black and grey glows in the soft light of morning.

Black and grey paws step forward tentivily, flashbacks of horror carried with them. Images of the loved, all dead. Remembering the stale Twolegs houses with their stale, boring lives. Reminding of the wandering, of being alone, beaten, starved and desperate.

Splashes echo in the silence, fill his mind with a sense of fimilarity. Scents of cats he did and didn't know overpower him. He has traveled this way before.

And he knows.
Finally, he is home.

He timidly takes a deep breath and exhales in a yowl. Just to see who would welcome him home.

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[Angelƒur]

Blue eyes glanced to the sound of the yowl. The silver fur caught her eye, and soon a faint, but comforting scent made its way to her on the breeze. Taking a few steps forward, a cream and white cat made her way closer to the tom. "Silvershadow?" she asked tentivly. Anglefur knew this cat well, she had spent numerous times with him. And now he was back. Ignoring Nightcloud behind her, she ran to the tom. Angelfurs nose nose pressed into the toms shoulder. "Its so good to see you" she murmured to him.

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[spottedleaf]

[shadow=silver,left,300]

Clouds always have a silver lining...
But what if it's fake silver?
Canned silver is never the same

A moment of silence after his interuption. The cat known to the clans as Silvershadow smiled as he saw the cat seeing him. In a blink, she was beside him, pressing her nose in his fur.

Angelfur! How's the prey running?

Asks he, bending to press his nose in her flank, inhaling her scent. He listens to her mutter something.

It's great to see you again too.

He replies, withdrawing to get a better look. Her pelt stil glows creamy and white blended like it always was. Her eyes were still blue. She was alive.

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[Angelƒur]

"The prey, its fine!" Angelfur told him. Anlgefur felt him nose her flank, and the step back. He was gazing at her. But this was he friend. This was Silvershadow. Same SIlver tabby fur and blue eyes that she had known for so long. Ever since he had come to Riverclan as Treelicker. But now the questions flowed to Angelfurs mind. "Where have you been?" she asked first.

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[spottedleaf]

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Silvershadow's grin drops. He swiftly regains his composure, tilting his head slightly.
Well, lets see... Ah, the fight! That was.. Well, see what happened was a cat chased me everywhere, so I went toward the Twolegs, you know, I hoped I'd run into a Shadowclanner on my way or something, but no one was around. We were tired and about to fight when these Twolegs came out of their nest and caught us. Of course, I was a little bloody,
He pauses, turning to show a faint scar on his shoulder.
And they took us to the Cutters. I was so scared and they just took the other cat away and put some weird stinging herbs on my cuts and there was this long thing they stabbed me with and it made me fill dizzy and then I was at the Twoleg's home. They fed me awful stale things and the water was stale and I got out the first chance I got.
He pauses again, his face twisted in a grimace as he shifts his paws.
I came back and heard some cats talking on a patrol about.... Swiftfoot d-dying.
He took a deep inhale to steady himself.
So, I ran. I ran until I didn't know where I was. I was confused and hungray and tired, but these cats keep picking fights and stealing what little food I could get. So, I ran again, and I ended up somewhere I knew. From there, I came this way.
He shrugs, eyes downcast and feeling guilty over his selfish disappearance.

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[[Shard].eh]

"daddy?"




A beautiful silver she-cat slowly walked into the clearing. Her pelt completly matched that of Silvershadow. Yet her frame was that of Swiftfoot. The she-cat's amber orbs were wide with confusion and shock, her long tail swished back and forth slowly, and her small paws pawing at the earth bellow lightly.

Streampelt couldn't belive what she was seeing, she thought she was alone. Could she be dreaming? No. The familer sent of her father filled her being, making silver drops of tears fill her amber orbs. Streampelt didn't know what to say, did he still remember her? Or did he only remember Angelfur.

Streampelt looked down at her paws, not wanting to look up. Her beautiful silver pelt shimmerd like Starclan itself. She was to scared, she had once been a shy kit who followed everyone around. Then when her father left and her mother died. She had to force herself to be brave. Yet now, that her father was back.

Streampelt closed her eyes, keeping tears back. h-h-he still loves me. Yes, he only left b-because... he was on some sort of mission. He still loves me, he still wants me..... of dose he? no! please daddy please, tears trickled down her face, "I-it is good to see you again Silvershadow" she said. Not wanting to show how hurt she was for leaving in the first place.

[spottedleaf]

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The tom narrows his eyes in confusion. Who is this cat?
Streampelt?
He asks slowly, shocked and not really believing his own blue eyes. This she-cat was not the little appretance she-cat he remembers! He pads forward till he is a mouse tails away and catches her scent, that of Riverclan, Swiftfoot and him. Her silver pelt was like his, as he remembers, and the slight timidness he always considered slightly adorable was obviously present.
I can't believe- Wow, it's great to see you again!
He exclaims happily, pressing his nose to her cheek in greeting. Vaguely, insdide he feels a ping of guilt- what type of father runs away and leaves family members behind after their mothers died?

B A D dads.
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[[Shard].eh]

Streampelt felt warth tingle in her when her father pressed himself agent her. SHe was happy that her father still loved her, but would she ever be able to forgive him for running away. For leaving her to fend for herself, to be made fun of for being half Thunderclan. Streampelt wanted to forgive him, but could she really?

"I-It is nice to see you again also" she whisperd. Her voice was soft like newly fallen snow,,but sad like a lone wolf's cry. Streampelt's silver pelt shimmerd softly in the warm light. She wanted to pur, butwhe nshe tried nothing could be herd. Only the silence of a broken childhood.

[spottedleaf]

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Though he had been gone, Silvershadow picked up the hint of sadness in his daughter's voice when she spoke.
What's wrong?
He inquired, stiffling the ping of guilt rising in his stumach. Oh, mousebrain, that little voice whispered in his head, Don't ask. You know what's wrong. The tom tried to silence it and suceeded with a little difficulty. His face showed a flicker of this guilt before he whipped it away and put on a more conserned face. Still, the voice managed to whisper.
You know it's your fault. Where are the rest of your children? They probably ran away. I don't blame them. Look at you, your father all over again- Once unloyal always unloyal.
The silver tabby shook his head slightly to get rid of the thoughts, but they seemed to echo in his skull and bounch around.
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[Dragonstar :: Doodle]

[glow=red,2,300]Dragonstar had seen Silvershadow arriving and now headed towards him. "Welcome home Silvershadow!" He meowed, "When it is possible could you come to my den, I need to talk to you." With that he turned and padded back towards the opening of the den, but not before giving Silvershadow a friendly smile.[/glow]

[G.o.l.d isn't t h a t Precious]

[shadow=silver,left,300]

Silvershadow nods, flicking his tail to Angelfur and nudging Streampelt gently in farewell.
When I get back, lets catch up over some fresh kill. Everyone in?
He grins, showing his pointed but slightly yellow teeth. Calm as he seems outside, he secretly wonders what Dragonstar could want with him. Would Dragonstar kick him out? Was he just wishing to welcome him home privately? Did something else happen while he was gone?
He arches his back as if stretching before following after the leader to his den. He hestitates and covers by flicking his tail as if in farewell again. He exhales and takes a deep breath before disappearing inside.
[To- Leader's Den: You wished to speak with me?]

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[Wolverineclaw]

Silverpaw came from the apprentices den in time to catch a familiar scent. Silvershadow. She shook her head, that wasn't possible...The tip of a cat's tail disappeared into Dragonstar's den, maybe it really was him. She caught sight of her mother and dashed forward. The scent of the warrior was strong around her mother. "Was that Silvershadow?"