Dark Holy Road [Closed]

"I will. And, um... It's Thalia," she told him, just before taking off. She followed the path as she left, though she didn't take a single step closer to it; and she resigned herself to having to return later to find Spark. At least she knew to be more careful then.

"Thalia," Flintstar repeated to himself as she ran of, watching her go before he turned to trudge a little further from the Thunderpath. He plopped down into the snow, rolling on his side to try to remove most of the blood. As he wiggled, he paused to stare up at the shadows of the marsh. "You really did nothing but watched?" he questioned sharply, catching the glint of a cat's eyes in the moonlight before they shifted away. He sighed, shaking his head. He suppose he couldn't be that surprised, they were just suppose to watch him. "Well come on, I'm heading back to the camp," he said outload to his Asylum shadow as he pushed himself back to his paws and allowed his darkened pelt to be swallowed by the darkness. His mind rang with Mothglow's words, thinking back on them. Hopefully his actions made Thalia's world a little bit better somehow.

That was all he could ask for.