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The noise from the others arriving seemed muffled and distant, and the only thing Moonpaw could see right now was her best friend. Tawnypaw. Weeping, uncontrollably, over her physically motionless body. For some unknown reason, it made her heart ache, and tears stung at the corners of her eyes. A shiver passed through her spine and she blinked, trying to suck the tears back into where they had come from. "Tawnypaw, I..." she began, but couldn't finish the sentence. Instead, she padded over and sunk down beside her friend, wrapping her body around her as best she could and resting her tail over her back. By now, she knew that her friend wouldn't be able to see her, but at least she might feel some presence. That's all the black and white apprentice really wanted to do, was to console her crying friend. She hadn't realized just how much she cared for the feline until now, and upon staring at her, thin shoulders shivering with each whimper, Moonpaw had a strong urge to reach out and lick down a stray strand of fur and tell her that everything was going to be alright.

Before she could move, she heard a conversation going on between Blazingstar, Spireflare, and Fireflare. They were going to move her back to camp. A chill swept over her as she felt a weird sensation, then turned to look at the three. They were maneuvering her body onto their shared three backs. It made her feel queasy, although she couldn't see the remnants of her face. For not the first time since arriving back here, Moonpaw didn't necessarly want to be watched over by Surgestorm, like Blazingstar had proposed. She didn't want to cause her uncle that much grief. It was pointless to try and fight any of them though since they could not see her. Wearily, she untangled herself from Tawnypaw and padded forward, ahead enough to where she could look to her left and see Blazingstorm's face. He looked pained, and she wasn't sure if it was from the physical demand of the situation, or the emotional and mental nightmare this must be putting him through as their new leader. "I'm sorry..." she whispered, feeling ashamed.

She couldn't watch her friend suffer anymore. Not carrying for once if she woke up or not, the starry furred Moonpaw ran off, sprinting across the grasslands. Tears flowed freely from both eyes now, and soon she found herself in a tiny little wild flower garden. It was so pretty here. Everything seemed perfect, and all the flowers surrounded her with a sensational smell. I want to stay here forever, she though as she padded slowly between the color scenery, sniffling a little as her tears subsided - for now. A sudden peace came over her, and she felt as though she were ready to leave. Leave and reunite with her mother in StarClan. But she remembered Birdflight's words: It's not your time, Moonpaw.

It would be hard to wake up. To go on. Moonpaw didn't want to face the whispers and stares that would accompany her when the others saw her face. She didn't want to upset Winterwisp, or cause Surgestorm or Leopardpaw any grief or trouble. She knew that by now they were most likely worried that she hadn't come back. She trembled at the though of her uncle trying to save her. What if he failed? What if she died right now? "Please let him be able to save me. I don't want him to think this is hiw fault," she murmured, turning her face skyward as she searched the gloomy sky above her. It had grow considerably darker since her and Tawnypaw had first ventured out into the territory. Now, giant storm clouds seemed to be rolling over, and a drop of rain splattered on her nose. It was as if the sky was weeping for her, and a boiling rage burned inside Moonpaw. This shouldn't have happened. "I need to at least try to warn Surgestorm and Leopardpaw," she muttered determinedly. With that, she turned tail and took off towards the medicine den, moving just as fast as her legs would take her.

@fenic! @Suspiciousmindz @wolybro (I'm gonna post her once in the med den, then you guys can go ahead and pile in c: )