The night was slowly approaching. The preparations for their escape were now ready. Cinderflame she should be with Rainpaw, discussing the last details of their scheme but... there she was, standing in front of Softfall's moss bed. He was probably out in some hunting or patrol. Or maybe, he was talking to the Dark Forest, thinking of ways to attack the other clans. Her paw slowly caressed the moss that served as a resting place for her dear brother. Memories of them as kittens came to her like a flooding river. They play in the snow with their foster parents looking over them... the day they became apprentices... the hunting competition Appledapple's organized... the way they stood by each other side when Stoatstar made Minnowfin deputy. Out of all her siblings, Softfall was the one who complemented her ambitious and power-hungry personality. Yet, the paths they both took when the Dark Forest took over were vastly different.
The young she-cat felt guilty for leaving her brother, her best friend behind without a word of goodbye. But she knew it was for the best. Cinderflame was certain that if she told him about her plan, he would do anything to stop her, to convince her to join the Dark Forest for Thunderclan's greatness. However, no matter how much the young warrior wanted to become the best of fighters... she couldn't be part of some murderous psychopaths. Not after what they did to Reedshine. To be honest with herself, the molly should hate Softfatll for taking their side, for helping these corpses to poison their clan. But... she couldn't bring herself to do that. That's why she was here in the first place.
Carefully, the young warrior placed a brown and red feather in his bed, whose colours were similar to her own fur. Next to it, Cinderflame placed a small mouse she caught in her last hunting patrol and hid it from the sight of other warriors in the den. Dear Softfall you're my brother... You looked and watched over me, over our siblings. But the Dark forest has corrupted you and... I can't take you on this journey. I will save you from them, from the path they made you take. I'm sorry... for not being able to say these words to you directly and I hope, you can one day understand and forgive me. I'll come back for you, for the clan, and get rid of the Dark Forest. Then... I will tell you everything about our origins and we will be a family again. Slowly, she touched the feather with her nose and thought. They say you're the crooked kind... that you've lost your way. But you will be always gold to me. Farewell for now... I will save you and we will show them all that a pair of rogue kits can become the best warriors that this clan has ever seen. Time was running and there was nothing else to do. Cinderflame left the den as soon as she entered it, looking back at it one last time before starting this dangerous journey. Before Softfall could return... she would be long gone.