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thx whispersinthewind thx echofrost thx everyone else i didn't mention backstory- the more i think about it, the more i realize how wrong it was to leave that fight. sure, it might have been over 50 moons ago, too many to count. but i was wrong. And my entire fate layed down right there, and a new path was layed dpwn for me- one i could not escape. i am gloss. i was greycloud, a beloved warrior among all my clan. I had everything i had ever wanted. I mate, 3 kits, and a clan who thought i was something. but now... well now not so much. now, i have myself. instead of a nice warm strong clan, i have my hunting skills, and my thoughts to keep me company. The path that was laid out for me is gone. all because of that one battle. Let me tell you how it happened. It was just another ordinary border scrimage. it was us and night clan. I was fighting hard, until something hit my leg. blood poured out, gushing all around me. I was swimming in a pool of blood, until my oldest kit, raggedpaw came. He helped me up. He grabed me by the scruff, and dragged me back to the camp. I was terrified to know we were losing badly. Most of our warriors came back wounded horribly, and i knew why- we had been ambushed, and completely unprepared. I couldn't just sit there and watch, so i left the medicine cat den, and limped my way through the forest. i found the battled being lost, and i dodged aside from a falling cat. but then i saw it. My mate, brownnose was being held by the throught. my friend, nightface was being trampled on. I was overwhelmed by everything. Until a tom, still unknown to be to this day, came up, and barrled me down. he chased me through the forest, til the end of the twoleg clearing. The tom snared at me, bared his teeth, and let a mean snarl let loose. "Don't come back. If you do, i will kill you." He violently held me limply, then dropped with the such a force. He raced back to the fight. I panicked, and ran. his warning heed me, and i burst out of the forest. I finally stopped, then realized i was a long way from where i was supposed to be. If i was to go back, i would be known as a coward. Going back wasn't an option. I must face that, as much as i wanted to go back home, to the place i loved, i knew i couldn't. I miss horribly my mate, and my kits. But i know i can't go back. whatever it is i do, going back isn't an option.
