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    Sometimes? The world became too much, and the walls crashed around you, than you couldn't build them back up. Simply put, one would have to move the materiel and rebuild elsewhere. That exact tragedy had happened to BloomingPaw, and she'd left without any word!


    As days had dragged on she'd come to regret her vanishing act, Stargazer tried so hard to train her and MassPaw deserved a better sister. However she couldn't be any better than this, not right now, maybe not ever! However she still had to make it right, let them know she was okay, alive. She may be pretty much mute, and too skinny for her own good, however, Bloom was better off in Wind Clan for now.


    Yes indeed, wind clan scent blew down into Shadow Clan's territory, along with a tell-tale scent of herbs and mountain air, spring water. The new scent she carried, and may carry for the rest of her life. Now she had to wait for someone with telepathy to come along and tell it was her, which actually wasn't too hard, beside's for the scent she was pretty much the same. However, Mass might get pissed if he was first and she just didn't respond to him cause she couldn't talk anymore.


    Honestly it was partly his fault anyways. Blind and Zombie. Have any idea what that did to someone like her? She felt like she failed him utterly. And actually she had almost forgotten Alcatraz was with her anyways, not a telepath last she knew, but a comforting friend.

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    "Hello, Bloomingpaw." Greeted the apprentice, limping over. She remembered her name from earlier, when she was still in the clan.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 260px; color: #780808; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify]It was Masspaw that had arrived after Midnightpaw, just as expected from someone who was bent on making his family whole again. From someone who had been beaten and broken down, only to drag himself back to his feet to start everything over again. Only this time, he did not know that it was Bloomingpaw who was at the border, covered in a scent that he was not familiar with. He did not know that she had ever left, and as far as he was concerned, she had merely fallen inactive, only to miss Spiderkit's return. Yes, every one of those thoughts hurt to think about, but he forced himself to think those thoughts because they were never going to go away.


    "Who are you and what is your business here on ShadowClan territory?" the blind Nightwatcher apprentice ordered of his sister.
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    The hound quickly padded over. She came to escort her friend. She quickly went up to her side, standing stiff and tall. She looked at Bloomingpaw. "Want me to answer for ya?" she asked. Wind Clan scent also drifted off of the canine. She wanted to help her out in visiting her relatives. She silently waited, her tail patting the ground with soft thumps.
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    She was mute and he was blind, it stabbed through her heart "...." a muffled sound escaping her maw for the first time in a long time. However? It was not even distinguishable as her weaved voice, maybe a gargled sigh at the most, and even that burned it's way, making a painful scent immerse her. She couldn't talk without daggers dragging down her scratchy throat, even if it was only emotional it felt physically painful!


    Her body swayed as she looked at her friend, the grey hound hopefully providing some form of comfort to make her not just walk away! Well actually run away and duck behind a rock like she often did, Ala would make a perfect rock to hide behind, but she had that pup to be concerned about. Bloom was upset at herself at even having asked this of her with one of her last pieces of paper!


    The female looked up happy when Ala spoke, nodding eagerly, motioning towards Masspaw, growing two identical flower's hopping that would let the dog know this male was her brother. Maybe he'd developed telepathy, so she tried to convey the question needing asked by pointing to her head.

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    The hound nodded with a smile before her face going stern as she turned towards Masspaw, understanding that he was a relative. "A'm Alcatraz and with me is Bloomingpaw. We are from the Wind Clan territory and we came 'cause she wanted to visit a relative, which is most likely you." She replied with a strong voice. The hound blinked and she looked back at her friend with a smile, hoping if what she said was what Bloomingpaw wanted to hear.
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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 260px; color: #780808; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify]"WindClan?" Masspaw repeated the word as if it was foreign, as if he had never used that word in his entire life before. "No, no, no, no, no... you have it all wrong, my sister lives here with me in ShadowClan, there's no way I'd ever let her leave me... I wouldn't let her, it'd hurt me too much to lose a sibling; I already had lost my mentor, I don't need someone else leaving my life." He frowned and turned his head in the direction of his sister, at least he hoped that he was staring her direction for the most part.
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    What was he doing acting as if he did not know that word? BloomingPaw knew Masspaw knew the clan well enough! She went to an allying group on purpose. She couldn't abandon him, but she couldn't see how much she failed him anymore either, nor could she look at Shadow Clan the same after what she'd seen here. One event can haunt you the rest of your life!


    He didn't believe it was her and she pawed over towards MidnightPaw to confirm what her warrior friend had said! It was her and she did hold Wind Clan scent! She wasn't gone, not in the sense he had though, she was just several miles away in the mountains! She had so much more to say to him, but she couldn't speak!


    Paw's frantically motioning to her soundless moving maw, she tried to convey that she'd once been able to speak! Than she pointed to her head and MassPaw again. he had to have telepathy, he just had to! Otherwise how would she tell him everything that needed said, when she was mute and he was hot headed!

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    Seeming to understand the message, Midnightpaw turned to Masspaw. "It is Bloomingpaw, she just... Can't talk?" The girl shrugged, though he wouldn't be able to see her. "Besides the WindClan, she's essentially the same."

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    [size=8]★ The general bounded up, grinning brightly as she saw her former apprentice. She was slightly ashamed to say she hadn't even known Bloom had left, she just hadn't seen the girl around anymore. "Heya Bloom, How are you?"

    [justify]At the sound of Bloomingpaw's name, Doublekit stood up and dismissed his tasks. He bounded over with his limp slowing him down, but he was exulted. Smiling broadly, the kitten skidded to a stop when he reached the former ShadowClanner. While he and Bloomingpaw were never truly friends, he had looked up to the apprentice immensely. When Redvelvet had had her breakdown, Bloomingpaw had taken her place as Doublekit's idol. She had been calm and collected with a sharp mind, something that Doublekit valued greatly. So to see her again, even if she did not esteem him as highly as he esteemed her, was a treat. The longhaired tom did not know what to say as he looked quizzically around, searching for a nice greeting. For some reason, words escaped him.


    "W-We've all missed you, Bloomingpaw," he began, still grinning, "How's WindClan treating you?" The apprentice was ripe with the smell of the distant clan, and Doublekit wondered what life was like there. It was certainly different, but in what ways was it so? He tried to imagine eating rabbit day in and day out, and he was sure that life was actually quite similar in many respects. There was a widespread illusion that life would be better--different somehow--than it was currently someplace else. Of course, this was never the case. Life carried with it immutable suffering and joy that acted separately but universally. Doublekit had considered taking a break from ShadowClan's almost oppressively despondent atmosphere, but had thought better of it. He knew that if he left because of some problem that running away would not do any good. Changing the location when the issue was within was inadvisable.


    Doublekit was confused by Masspaw's reaction to his sister. He wondered why the Nightwatcher did not recognize her? Masspaw was a strange fellow. He was stringent and stoic, which at first had been intriguing to the young tom but was now tiresome. Doublekit did not know how he maintained his disposition because being serious took a significant amount of work; whereas less formal attitudes tended to feel more natural. He did his best from passing any judgment because whatever occurred within the realm of Masspaw's brain was none of his business. That did not stop him from being curious, though. [/justify]

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 260px; color: #780808; font-family: times new roman; font-size: 12px; text-align: justify]A wave of emotions finally made their presence on the tomcat's facial features, or what could have been seen of his facial features. After they had made their round, the apprentice shifted forward, and aimed to wrap his sister into a bear hug that he never, ever gave anyone else. He wanted to cry, he wanted to scream at her for leaving him without saying any word at all, leaving his brother and him alone. Though no words came out of his mouth as he just sat there with his sister, wondering what he could say to her. Masspaw missed her so much, missed her like the evening star when it went away as the sun peeked over the horizon in the morning.


    "Why did you leave me?" the words left his mangled maw, tumbling out like a waterfall that rushed to the pond below. "I did you leave me to suffer alone? You know I can't do this on my own, you know I fail miserably at life and need everyone's help."
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