A few words never hurt, right?

You inconvienent little idiot! I'm sorry I even saw you! a voice in Bluepaw ears screeched. He pawed at them helplessly, not noticing a bit of blood welling up. "Shut up!" he whispered. "Shut up. Shut up. SHUT UP!"

It was a good thing he wasn't in camp, or all the cats would be going crazy at his cries.

Shiningpaw hadn't heard the apprentice's cries but she was hunting and she had ran near in chase of an rabbit and she saw him. "Bluepaw, what are you doing here?"

"Don't you hear the vioces?" he whispered before flattening his ears and clawind at them. "Shut up!" he cried.

"what voices?" she asked gentaly

"The voices!" he cried desprately. You mouse brain. Of course she can't hear me! How dumb could you get? the voice laughed.

"I don't hear any voices...is it starclan?" she asked

Bluepaw shook his head. "The voices....They hate me!" he meowed, voice catching in his throaght, too tired to try and stop the voices.

"who are they "she promped she furr fluffing out

"Daddy and his friends." he meowed quietly, drawing his paws together. "They keep yelling at me and trying to hurt me."

she pressed againsed bluepaw in hopes to keep him calm. "lets get you to the medicine cat." she mewed

"She can't do anything." he whispered. "Daddy always comes back. He never leaves a job unfinished. He's gonna kill me. He hates me! And now he's gonna kill you!" Bluepaw, shut up. If you tell her anything else, I'll let my friend do it.

"she isn't going to use herbs, she has a conecction with starclan and dead cats..." she mewed trying to ignore the last part.

"Daddy isn't there because he's dead." Bluepaw whispered. "Daddy is there because he made a promise."

she was silent for a moment. "like a gost?" she asked

"Kinda." I can see him most of the time." he meowed.