[SuspiciousMindz]

Originally Posted by starfall

The golden warrior let out a big yawn, rolling back on his flank and rolling his head back so he was facing the sky. He hadn't been getting much sleep, he was almost positive it was due to stress and worry. Loosing his brother in the earlier battle had been hard enough, but now he had to worry about loosing more close friends? He'd bolt right up in his nest at night, waking from nightmares of Nightcry and all those he'd already lost, as well as those he'd possibly loose in the future. It was both terrifying and sickening. At this point, he was questioning the leaders humanity. Were they feeling what the rest of the clan was feeling? This sorrow, hurt, pain, remorse, regret, guilt. Or were they just more warriors? Just another body to add to the pile? He trusted Passionstar, he'd thrown his life on the line for the toms beliefs and he'd do it again, but he couldn't stop and wonder.

Once the warrior finished his stretches...again he shoot off the dust and picked himself up, wincing as joints cracked and bones creaked. He wasn't as nimble as he used to be, it seems as though he was playing happily with his brother a few seconds ago. Than he blinked. Than everything began to move so quickly. Thankfully, the tabby was pulled from his rather confusing thoughts by rustling that seemed to be coming towards him. Dayhum swung his head, sapphire blue hues wide with panic, but only for a second, before it melted into a warm fondness. He had spotted his dear apprentice. Of course she was a warrior now, but that didn't mean he wasn't still worried about the mollies... 'condition.' and It doesn't help that the medicine cat had gone missing. However, the smile that was plastered to his maw faded away as he watched the mollies actions. "Treetiger...how are you?" he asked, tone low, with a bit of worried edge to it. However the warrior tried his hardest to seem as natural as possible. He'd just wished he asked Nightcry how to act before he died.

The she-cat spun around with fright, her pelt fluffing up a bit as she turned to face a familiar tom-cat. Her green eyes were wide with shock as she stared at her former mentor, Dayhum. Once realizing who it was, she calmed down a little, her pelt settling once more. Out of embarrassment, she sat down, wrapping her tail around her paws rapidly and bowing her head a little bit. She didn't dare look up at him after that. "I'm well, how about you?" she replied in a rather quiet voice. It took her a few minutes before she would raise her head back up to look at him. She didn't want to tell him what had been happening. While he hadn't ever dong anything wrong to her or Henry, she knew Henry wouldn't appreciate her telling him.