Lost and Alone {OPEN}

[Wolfie]

A lion tan she-cat laid on the damp floor of the cave. She shivered in her sleep, It was clear her fur was too short for this weather and rain. She slowly uncurled her long body. Her sky-blue eyes scanned the caves looking for anyone to talk to. She pushed herself into a sitting positions. She wrapped her tan tail with the brown tip around her tan paws.

Lionfeather slowly let her mind drift. She drifted to many moons in the past. Her mind drifted towards her dead kits. She was truly glad they were safer in Starclan then acing the troubles they were facing now. She would have been heart broken seeing her kits suffer this tragic event. Oh how the she-cat missed her kits. She padded towards the cave entrance. She looked out at the cloudy sky. Her glaze harden. "Why are you letting us suffer! Do you even care anymore? Do you wish for us al to join you!" Lionfeather growled. She let her tail flare.

Lionfeather was lost. She felt like everything was being taken from her. First her father, then, her mother, next her brother who won't even speak with her, and then her kits and now her home. Was she destined to never be happy and to be always alone? No there was Reflectrain, right? Or was he not meant to keep this lonely soul company. Was she meant to always be alone or was she meant for so much more. All she wanted was a mate and kits of her own. She has wanted that since she was an apprentice. She loved kits and yet she had none of her own because they were taken from her and her mate left her.

Lionfeather ave her body a shake to rid the water from her pelt. She, then, turned back towards into the caves. She pads over to were she was sleeping and laid back down. She let another set of shivers run through her body, before laying her head down. She felt like she had o energy.

[cinder]

Brindlefoot lay awake letting her mind wander wherever it wished to. It drifted over the events of the day and then further back to the events of the past few weeks. The only sounds in the cavern were the sounds of sleeping cats. The deep breaths, and soft snores that she had become so accustomed to that she barely even heard them anymore.

As she laid there, she heard the shifting of a cat that was not asleep. Brindlefoot scanned the cave untill she saw the movement that she was searching for. She watched as Lionfeather got to her feet and padded to the entrance and looked up to the sky. The words were low, but they were filled with anger and pain, spoken just loud enough that Brindlefoot could hear them from where she lay. "Why are you letting us suffer! Do you even care anymore? Do you wish for us al to join you!" Those were all things that Brindlefoot had wondered herself, more than once.

As Lionfeather padded back to her place, Brindlefoot got carefully and quietly to her paws. She padded to where the other cat laid and laid down next to her. "This way she can talk to me if she wants to, and ignore me if she dosen't." Brindlefoot thought to herself. Satisfied with her plan, she waited to see what the other she-cat would do.

[Wolfie]

Lionfeather raised her head slowly as she felt another being near her. She looked over at the other she-cat. At first she felt annoyed, but then felt relived to not be alone completely. She gave the other she-cat a small smile. She slowly pushed herself into a sitting position. She her tan tail with the brown tip around her front paws. The long she-cat gave the stranger a funny look.

"Do you normally randomly come up to strangers? Did your mother not taught you better?" She asked the other she-cat in a teasing manner. "I'm Lionfeather, what is your name." She might as well know the other cat names she will be traveling with. Oh this journey was hard for her. She was leaving everything that was left of her dead kits and kin. She shook her head, before turning back to the unknown she-cat. Lionfeather was sure she had seen her before, but did not know her.