Originally Posted by woly (Post 255750) Mudpaw opened his yellow eyes the the familiar starry territory. He was brought up with happiness at the thought, mere joy running through him. These last few moons without seeing him has felt like pure pain, he felt empty without his other half. He felt that apart of him was missing, hollow and now really there in the first place. So when he opened his eyes, he perked his head up for any sign of his familiar love, the cat that clouded his thoughts constantly every single day. When here, he felt a sense of safety, thats haw he always felt when around Redpaw. It was all gone. A he knew it. But he was grasping onto reality of course, trying to convince himself Redpaw was still alive, denying that he was dead and simply away for awhile. he didnt want to accept and move on, as no one could replace whom he had loved most. He stood up, slowly walking around, eyes darting in all directions for the calico tom. The place had been left as it had usually ben, the grass fetl soft between his toes and the sky was set in a blueish pink tone with stars lacing through it. It all felt so peaceful, but something felt off. he knew it in his gut. He cause sight of Redpaw. he smiled. One last time.

Hoping against hope, that was what it was, and yet...
"Mudpaw!" cried the smaller apprentice, flinging himself at the larger tom in joy; he couldn't believe that he had come! Mud could have dreamt of anything, but he had instead returned. Barreling into the splotched cat, the smaller, starry cat burried himself in the living cat's fur. He was home; Mudpaw was his home. And that was what made red feel so much safer with Mud; the feline was his navigator, helping him to understand the hectic twists and turns of time, the things that could change in the blink of an eye. And he was there.

(Gtg to sleep can reply in the morning)