My Shadow...

The sun had just set beneath the trees of Thunderclan territory as Shadowsong padded up to the Thunderpath. It was a quiet night for no monsters seemed to be on the horrid black ground in either direction. It was completely silent. With a small sigh, she glanced over to the other side at Thunderclan's territory remembering back to when she had taken her own kits over the Thunderpath to put them in a foreign land. She regretted the day she took them, but now one of them was a strong Thunderclan warrior. "Stormclaw..." She muttered in a nostalgic tone.

Shadowpaw trotted over to shadowsong."hey are you ok?"she asked.shadowpaw had just come out for a walk.

Shadowsong suddenly snapped out of her daydreaming and turned to Shadowpaw. "Oh, yes of course!" She replied with an upbeat tone. Her mood suddenly changed back again as she turned her attention back to the Thunderpath. "I'm just thinking."

"about what?"she asked.

She paused a second. Would it be right to tell her that she had given up her own kits? "I'm just thinking about my kits," she told Shadowpaw. "How much they have grown."