Post by Sunnyfrost on Apr 2, 2010 9:05:57 GMT -5
This is told by Hollyleaf, after the tunnel collapsed and everyone in the Clan thought that she died.
Enjoy ;D
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When I tryed to escape from my Clan that one day... so many moons ago...
When the tunnel collapsed on me, I thought for sure that I would join StarClan.
There was so much mud and rock raining down on me, it almost crushed the air out of my body.
I screamed for help, but the rumble of the rocks and mud drowned my yowl out.
I expected Jayfeather and Lionblaze to find me....
I thought I would be rescued...
But no one came. Not even Cinderheart, my best friend.
I was trapped in the tunnel, and it took forever to dig myself out. There was so much soil on my pelt that I looked brown instead of black.
I remember my emotions after that as clear as if it had happened yesterday. Anger for Leafpool, betrayed that nobody came to rescue me... and sorrow that I had left the forest, the home that I was born in, grew up in.... and came to love.
Now that is all over.
I expect everyone to believe that I am dead. They must feel betrayed that I revealed the secret and left ThunderClan because I let my emotions control me.
All I ever looked up to was the warrior code. I let that control me as well...
Maybe this was wrong. Maybe I should have acted differently.
Maybe if I had done that..... I wouldn't have had to leave the Clans, letting my emotions overcome me.
But it's too late. If I went back now, everyone would treat me differently. It would be like I was a rougue before. Cinderheart probably misses me like crazy, but I can't go back. Not after everything that I have done.
I wonder this day and night: Was leaving the Clans worth this much pain? Worrying day and night, thinking about the past, hoping that Jayfeather and Lionblaze can fullfill the phrophecy by themselves?
Maybe... maybe if I made a different choice, everyone would have forgiven me. And if...
If I go back to the Clans, maybe I will get another chance.
Another chance to be who I used to be.
Enjoy ;D
________________________________________________________________________________________________________
When I tryed to escape from my Clan that one day... so many moons ago...
When the tunnel collapsed on me, I thought for sure that I would join StarClan.
There was so much mud and rock raining down on me, it almost crushed the air out of my body.
I screamed for help, but the rumble of the rocks and mud drowned my yowl out.
I expected Jayfeather and Lionblaze to find me....
I thought I would be rescued...
But no one came. Not even Cinderheart, my best friend.
I was trapped in the tunnel, and it took forever to dig myself out. There was so much soil on my pelt that I looked brown instead of black.
I remember my emotions after that as clear as if it had happened yesterday. Anger for Leafpool, betrayed that nobody came to rescue me... and sorrow that I had left the forest, the home that I was born in, grew up in.... and came to love.
Now that is all over.
I expect everyone to believe that I am dead. They must feel betrayed that I revealed the secret and left ThunderClan because I let my emotions control me.
All I ever looked up to was the warrior code. I let that control me as well...
Maybe this was wrong. Maybe I should have acted differently.
Maybe if I had done that..... I wouldn't have had to leave the Clans, letting my emotions overcome me.
But it's too late. If I went back now, everyone would treat me differently. It would be like I was a rougue before. Cinderheart probably misses me like crazy, but I can't go back. Not after everything that I have done.
I wonder this day and night: Was leaving the Clans worth this much pain? Worrying day and night, thinking about the past, hoping that Jayfeather and Lionblaze can fullfill the phrophecy by themselves?
Maybe... maybe if I made a different choice, everyone would have forgiven me. And if...
If I go back to the Clans, maybe I will get another chance.
Another chance to be who I used to be.