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    Kindstar approached Softheart, looked at her thoughtfully, then padded into the nursery.

    After a while, Mintbreath had finally returned to the camp with a vole and a scrawny sparrow. It wasn't much, but it was at least something-- a rare find.

    Knidstar looked at the kit, then at the adopted mother. "It will grow up to be strong." Kindstar said, then turned to leave.

    My Empire Might Have Fallen
    Rome
    But, I Live On


    Rome awoke screaming as the day before replayed in his head along with the destruction of CollectClan. He whimpered and crouched low to the ground.


    Gerone suddenly felt warm. She crawled blindly towards Appleseed.

    Siua lay outside the camp, asleep. Her ears flicked this way and that as she heard Rome screaming, but she ignored it.

    Darkspirit raised his head to watch Rome with concern but stayed where he was knowing that Kindstar wouldn't appreciate him going up to Rome.

    Moscow wrote:

    My Empire Might Have Fallen
    Rome
    But, I Live On


    Rome awoke screaming as the day before replayed in his head along with the destruction of CollectClan. He whimpered and crouched low to the ground.


    Gerone suddenly felt warm. She crawled blindly towards Appleseed.


    Kindstar touched her mate fondly and nuzzled him to comfort him. She curled up beside him. "It'll be okay. There is hope." she said calmly, a light smile of hope on her face.

    Kindstar left her mate's side, feeling hurt deep in her heart. The hurt from when he rejected her swelled up. The she-cat padded up to Mintbreath. "Mintbreath, you are in charge until I come back." Pride for her deputy shown deep in Kindstar's eyes. Then the pride vanished as she hung her head and padded out of camp. Kindstar lifted up her head as soon as she withdrew from camp. The unusally quiet she-cat headed for the river.


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    Kindstar reached the river by midday. Expansive and wide were only two words that could decribe the frozen river. She bowed her head down and began to think.

    Hesitantly approaching Rome carrying a vole in his jaws he set the piece of prey down gingerly and sat down next to him away from the camp entrance. Studying the tom briefly his head cocked to the side he looked away not wanting to seem rude.

    "My warrior ancestors, though you may not walk these skys, I ask for help." Kindstar started, nose in the icy cold water.

    Darkspirit nodded, "I'm sorry about what happened to your clan it shouldn't happen to anyone." he said with only the faintest trace of sympathy thinking that the tom-cat probably didn't want people to look at him with pity and sympathy.

    Kindstar curled up, taking her nose out of the water. She began to dream....


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    Kindstar was in a forest, much like Thunderclan's. Strange. The only nearby clans are... She didn't finish the thought. What she saw next surprised her. A Thunderclan leader stood in front of her. "Kindstar, you are from Thunderclan." The stunned she-cat only sat in shocked silence.

    "What!?" Darkspirit exclaimed shocked turning to face him before asking him curiously, "Someone got a grudge against you or something? Only a dung brained beetle would do that twice!"