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    here is something random


    Ravenpaw sat in the middle of clan camp , he was shivering.


    greypaw walked towards ravenpaw , " ravenpaw !" he mimicked tigerclaw`s voice .


    Ravenpaw shreiked, his fur fluffed up .


    Tigerclaw came back from hunting for the clan to see that ravenpaw`s fur was all fluffed up .


    Greypaw let out a meow of laughter .


    Tigerclaw`s jaw dropped .


    Firepaw left the apprentices den, he looked at ravenpaw " uh ravenpaw.....what happended to your fur ? ".


    " it happens when i am really really scared " ravenpaw muttered .


    Tigerclaw tried to not laugh .


    " i cant breathe " greystripe laughed so hard .

    A flower of love


    It wasn't hard to watch them go
    but it was hard to let them go
    out into the nothingness
    to soon be left unknown
    after all we did together
    and how much our bond had grown
    just to let it be ripped
    snapped by a single
    a small flower
    burst open to the untamed


    They didn't want to leave
    and I understood
    But I kept quiet
    as the plane took off
    only listening to the long hums
    of the planes engine
    as it left
    They left


    At least I would see my old friends
    but old friends are not like new ones
    I learned that
    I hated that
    but that was that


    Three weeks later
    I heard
    that the plane
    they took
    had crashed
    and they
    all
    were dead.


    I had no resistance
    against the tears
    they flooded my castle
    my eyes
    with not joy
    but despair
    I wished I could have been in their shoes
    to crash
    and they would miss me
    and I didn't want them to be me nor them
    for each person
    had expeirienced the same pain


    blood
    on the walls
    in the corners
    under the sheets
    over the carpets
    and the door handle
    that led to my room
    stayed untouched
    my domain
    now a war zone
    between the choice
    of life and death


    I never came out
    to eat
    to sleep
    to talk
    to walk
    to cry
    to smile
    to scream
    to run
    to stay
    to live
    to die
    I couldn't do anything
    because all those things hurt more
    more than anything
    I was lost
    they were lost


    Hope is a sad thing
    a thing you must find
    not obtain
    nor earn
    its sad because
    I can't find anything
    right now
    only my hands
    the palms of my hands
    pressed against my face
    permanently
    you can still see it now
    that all I can find is my hands
    showered
    covering
    hiding
    the fear
    the fear to find hope


    it wasn't hard to watch them go
    but it was hard to let them go
    I know that now
    but I can't help but feel
    that that flower is still pure
    and kept safe
    maybe not out into the open
    but in my hands
    so what I find
    is not hope
    is not hands
    is not tears
    is not pain
    but a flower
    a flower of love