Goldenpaw stared into the river, blinking away more tears. He watched the light breeze ruffle the treetops, soft whispers sounding lowly.
The apprentice limped, coughing miserably. This is what happens when you accidentally kill your brother... He walked into a shady "den". It had walls and a roof, perfect for a place to think.
I've been such a jerk... I should go live in SkyClan or something... No! I love it here...These are just...difficult times...
Goldenpaw lay there, silently thinking away minutes. What's so bad about more kits? Said a voice inside his head, The fact that you're going to end up killing them on a murderous rage! Said another voice, Kits are trouble. They cry all the time, and they are pesky and curious. You were adorable, and everyone loved you. He nodded in agreement with his own thoughts.
After a few more long minutes, he decided he had gotten himself together. He walked up to his sister and mother, nudging against his sister for her to follow. "Let's get out of here before something happens." He meowed, "I want to go back to camp..."
He ran in front of his sister, panting rapidly as he reached camp. Goldenpaw looked around the clearing for one of the she-cats he loved most, Swirlpaw or Petalpaw.
OOC: I'm waiting for Cloverpool
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