Post by Hellion on Nov 8, 2019 1:21:59 GMT -5
Unsettled, to say the least, Aspenfire had found himself a bundle of nerves. Rumors spread quickly in the valley as if the wind itself carried news of the Clans throughout the land. Learning that RainClan hadn't made it to the gathering, Aspenfire found it nearly impossible to truly settle with the news.
Had they lost any cats?
It would be unlikely, he told himself in the quiet of the warrior's den as he laid there. Unable to sleep for long periods of time due to the anxiety that kept his heart tight. Aspenfire attempted to push away every worry that crept into his head, only to have it come back before his eyes drifted closed. Sleep seemed impossible.
A gradually fading memory of almost drowning made the anxiety worse. He knew the majority of the RainClan cats could easily escape the flood. It was in their blood to swim like the fishes they so happily feasted upon. Nevertheless, when they didn't show up at the gathering, Aspenfire feared the worst.
Were they all washed away?
Tossing aggressively in his nest, Aspenfire stood up abruptly. Fed up with not knowing, Aspenfire departed from the TreeClan without a word to anyone. He needed to find her. Aspenfire wanted to know the truth. The hostile behavior directed toward NightClan made everyone in the camp tense. The pending war would only bring more chaos to their lives. He wanted to see her for himself before the fighting camp. He needed to see her smile at least one more time.
Once outside the camp, Aspenfire picked up the pace. Relying on knowing the path by heart, he ran toward StarClan Claws. Leaping over fallen tree branches and skirting around mounds of tree leaves, Aspenfire's heart pounded with excitement the closer he got.
Through the area TreeClan often entered from, Aspenfire kept going. He crossed the gathering place and through the other side to where RainClan often entered from. Thankful for the mud and various scents that muddled his own, Aspenfire found a well-worn path. Coming to a halt, he had never been this far. Navigating this path would take time and tactic. The last thing he wanted was to be caught walking the path RainClan took to the gathering.
Taking it slow, Aspenfire walked lightly. Waiting to catch the scent of anyone nearby. Even if he didn't see Ferngaze right away he had some faith whoever he stumbled upon would be able to tell him she was alive. Then he could wait for her, all night if he had to.
33 Moons TreeClan Tom
Aspenfire
Honesty has a power very few people can handle
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