The Growing Rift

Jasminepaw felt more comfortable traversing ShadowClan territory now, although Beetleflight still accompanied her on her walks. The young warrior was kind to her, and she enjoyed his company. "I'll b-be fine, I swear!" She told him, smiling. Her stutter had gotten better, although it was still there. I've learned to adapt to my stutter, though she mused. Flicking her tail in a farewell, and padded into Fourtrees. Beetleflight would be back soon to bring her home. Jasminepaw couldn't help it - Fourtrees was the one place she was able to view her old home, her new home, and her (hopefully not for a long time) future home all at once. The forest, the marsh, and the stars.

It was typically uneventful, aside from her encounter with Dawnfeather the first time, but as luck would it, today was not uneventful. Jasminepaw gasped, staring at the form she knew so well. "P-Primroselight!" She cried, without thinking. Instantly, her tail flew over her mouth, and she crouched. Her former mentor was blind, but even Jasminepaw knew that the molly knew she was here. Still, one could hope. It was instinctual for me to call to her! I didn't mean to! The brown molly thought, panicking, as her fur rose. Oh stars, oh stars no, why did it have to be Primroselight here..?