This wasn't real. It couldn't be real. This couldn't be happening, she thought. It can't be. Wolves. Hunger. Exploration. Those had taken everything away. First Wolfsbanewing and that fire. Then Weaselpaw and Martenpaw, starved. So did Nettlestrike, that uncle of hers. She thought that the rest could live through anything. She was wrong. Badgergaze went on that exploration, with that Flurryclan cat she patrolled with and some Urchinclan cats. One Urchinclanner came back. No Badgergaze. No brother. They were devastated. It couldn't get worse, she thought. Then wolves came. They took Truffleswirl. They had been partners. They even took her best friend. They took Memoryleaf. She had lost everything. Everyone. Apart from Wolvie and Polecat. She needed to make sure they weren't lost too. How? She was sinking. Sinking deep into the depths of despair. They couldn't swim up. There was no way she could.
No thread written by me lots of peeps ok?
