Moonclaw padded out of the forest and stopped by the lake. She stared off into the distance where the Waterclan camp rested on an island and heaved a sigh. She didn't want to go back, knowing fully what she would face when she got there. She took one pawstep towards it and heard a rustle in the bushes behind her and whipped around to see Nightshade step out. His amethyst eyes flashed with confusion and he padded over to his mate.
"Moonclaw? What're you doing all the way out here?" He asked her softly. His dark brown fur shone in the sunlight and Moonclaw almost couldn't take it anymore. She needed to tell him.
"Nightshade, I-" she choked on her words, trying to find something to say.
The realization had dawned on her before she could even utter the problem that consumed her thoughts. Nightshade wouldn't be happy learning about what had happened earlier. She couldn't tell him. Who knew what he would do? Moonclaw had noticed that her mate, who was once a peaceful tom, turned violent. She shut her mouth and Nightshade looked at her quizzically.
"What's wrong?" He asked her, brushing against the blue-grey she-cat. She swallowed and faked a smile.
"I-I just needed to stretch my legs. They were getting sore." She mewed. Nightshade blinked and purred at her and licked her cheek affectionately.
"Well, at least you're feeling better now." He mewed softly. Moonclaw could feel her heart tear. They started to swim back to camp, silent the whole way there. She really loved Nightshade, but...
She didn't know if he was the one for her.
----------- Moonclaw's Decision ------------
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Brambleberry's Path
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