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BLACKFIRE of TreeClan
28 Moons. She-Cat. Warrior

She had no idea where her paws were taking her until she had already gotten to the marshes. She chuckled lightly and she just sat down next to a plant. She knew that this was the best place for the medicine cats and not for warriors to hunt, but if you just wanted to avoid doing things for the day, this was the place to be. She didn't want to be caught doing nothing, so she figured that by going out into the territory, she would't be told that she isn't doing anything. But yeah, that was just her thought process, which is not one for an apprentice to want to listen to, for it would get them into a lot of trouble, trouble that they would not need.

The she-cat wrapped her tail around her paws and she just sat there. She stared into the nothingness that was in front of her. The only thing that seemed to be on her mind was the fact that her father was dead now. It was something that was good and bad for her. The clan didn't know, and she didn't want them to know. She knew that her sister knew though, she just didn't know where the body went. The tortoiseshell she-cat flicked her tail once more then and she sighed lightly. She started to think depressing things and that was when she spat at the ground in disgust. Her father was dead, and she was trying to go soft, well that wouldn't happen at all, for she won't let it.

The she-cat wiped the emotions from her face, and she hoped from her eyes. She was happy to be able to do what she is doing now and she wanted to just sit and be the warrior whom she was a day ago, the warrior who didn't waste time on making sure that her father died beneath her claws. She smiled at that thought, the thought of her abuser was dead, and it was because of her. Her ears flicked behind her and she just let whom ever was walking over continue in their tracks. They would notice the she-cat soon enough.