Soulfire sighed, memories flooding her mind. She had been born to a passing rogue, who had died kitting her and her sister, Heartkit. Heartkit was killed by a badger who had attacked them when they had wandered out of camp. Her foster mother had died from the same badger when out on patrol. Then, the worst memories came back. Her mate, Spiritcall, who had grown up with her and supported her at every twist and turn in her life, had fallen into the river a moon ago and was presumed dead. She had watched him fall, his dazzling green eyes and his marbled black coat falling away from her. Sighing, She padded out of camp, and down towards the river, trying to stop tears from falling from her eyes.
Birchwind gazed off into the camp, startled from hearing his clanmates' stories. He wasn't going to interfere, but he figured he would go for a walk, and perhaps find some prey along the border.
Ooc: Spiritcall is still alive, if anyone wishes to rp him let me know, if not I will. Also, if anyone has any ideas about how/when/if he returns, just say something.