Post by Shadey-la on Jan 5, 2009 21:46:56 GMT -5
Palestar, the grizzled old gray she-cat, walked calmly into the clearing, sitting beneath the great rock, sighing. She closed her eyes, thinking of all her past comrades, and of Starclan themselves. Her heart pounded, confusion clouding her mind. She had left her clan for so long.... it wasn't her fault, but she had to know from starclan. Was she rejected? Would she be accepted once more? She looked to the stars. Starclan, help me. Give me wisdom. Give me advice. A sign? Please, let me know what I should do. I feel a great need to return to Thunderclan once more. she thought, directing the thought at the stars themselves. It was a quarter moon till the Gathering yet. A good time to be here undetected from suspicious gazes.
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