[doghouse]

Originally Posted by Lost Illusion

Ratpaws ears twitched with curiosity. He wondered what Tawnypaws mother was like, he frowned when he realized her mother must not be around anymore. He couldn't remember there being a recent death, but he knew the old leader died in the big battles tho clans had a few.moons ago.

'Maybe her mom died in tho battled too.' He thought. His mother had told him to stay behind every other cat in tho battle since an said he was a terrible fighter and ruin every thing. He had the urge to nuzzle Tawnypsw to make her feel better. He didn't like his mother much but he lost his father so he kinda knew how it felt.

"I'm sure she was great! My father passed away too, he was a good cat. They always take away the good ones first." He said in a somewhat bitter tone.

She was a bit surprised when he said nothing, and she looked up, realizing that he didn't know who she was exactly. The small molly blinked. She remembered little of her mother, and only a little more of her father. She wondered if his father were still around, but the apprentice held her tongue, feeling her fur begin to bristle again.

She looked him over, squinting due to the darkness. The moon cast very little light, and in that faint moonlight, she looked more like her mother than ever. She raised her head proudly, her fur smoothing out. She glanced around quickly, her amber hues bright with a mixture of pride and resentment.

Tawnypaw gave a short, humorless laugh, her tail twitching. “She was.” the dark brown tabby muttered, flattening her ears. “I'm sorry. Yeah. . . . Wait, they?” she asked uneasily, having the sickening sensation that he meant StarClan. If he did, he was wrong. The anger began to reenter her gaze, her fur neck fur bristling.