Beechstar I need to talk to you [p]

[Larksong]

Obvious hurt glistened in her eyes as she watched Beechstar brush past her with out a second glance. "So...this is how it's going to be.." She murmured, really to no one in particular. With a quiet sigh, Lark looked up at Hiddenflame. "Do you ever feel like you're life just fell out from under your paws?" She asked. And although her voice was steady, all her previous emotions showed in her dark orange eyes. All the betrayal, heart-break, and anger...

[Hiddenflame]

Hiddenflame looked at her and frowned. She looked so sad, so angry. Maybe Beechstar was right about her. "I have," He muttered. "but you know what Larksong? Then I met you and Softspark and my life got better. We will always be there for you if you need comforting, but if you don't and just want to be alone, then we will let you be. You do understand that right?" He meowed and licked her ear. "Would you like to talk about it?"

[Larksong]

The black tabby nodded slightly. "Yah...although you and Softspark will be the only ones to know...its not exactly a good thing I don't think..." She muttered, shuffling her white paws. He said he'd always be there, there's no reason to be scared about telling him. Hiddenflame will always be your friend, just tell him!
"Beechstar pulled me aside at the vigil because he wanted to tell me the truth...and the truth was that my whole life has been a lie. I'm not a tree clan cat by blood...I'm an alley cat. Beechstar and Harrowingpride aren't my parents. Apparently my mother was his sister, but he has no idea who my father is....Everything was a lie...My whole life..." The black tabby shook her head sadly, looking at the ground.

[Hiddenflame]

Hiddenflame frowned. "Larksong, Just because that one part of you life is a lie doesn't mean your whole life is a lie. Softspark and I are still you freinds, you are still a warrior, you were trained by your mentor very well, you faught in the battle against DeathClan, and you are scared of climbing trees. Are those all lies? You may not be a clancat by blood, but by heart you are. I will always be there for you and so will Softspark, no matter what, even this." He meowed. He knew how she must feel, you life crumbling under your paws, breaking away and leaving you balancing over a rushing river with nothing to hold on to but a small twig. He had been there before, ready to give up, but he hadn't let himself and now he had two great friends for it and she had friends too.

Hiddenflame looked into her eyes. "Don't worry, for TreeClan will forever be your clan even if you don't have clan blood. Nothing will change, I promiss you." He whispered. He was nearly breaking down himself at her pain, but he knew he had to stay strong to make sure Larksong kept holding on.

[Larksong]

Larksong pressed her face into his warm fur, closing her eyes. "Promise?" She whispered. And although he'd said it already, she needed to hear it again. So long as she had her two best friends, maybe she would be ok. Like he said...she may not be a Treeclan cat by blood, and Beechstar may not be her father...but she still had to go on. She'd continue to be the best warrior she could be, risking her life for her clan. But especially her friends.

[Hiddenflame]

"Promise." Hiddenflame repeated. He smiled sadly. He couldn't let her think he was weak. He looked down as she burried her face in his fur. He licked the top of her head softly. "Don't worry." He meowed after a few moments of silence. He had been talking alot lately and he disliked it so he decided to be quiet for a while after him and Larksong were done here.

[Larksong]

Larksong pulled back after a few moments, looking up to meet his golden gaze. "I'm so lucky to have a friend like you...and Softspark too." She added. Larksong glanced towards the entrence. "Shall we go sleep now? I'm tired..." She mewed, a yawn sneaking out at the end of her sentence. "Haha, sorry..." She apologized, ducking her head slightly in embaresment. x

[Hiddenflame]

Hiddenflame nodded. "Yes, let's do that." He meowed and walked toward the warriors' den. He was ready for about a moon of sleeping, but he knew he would wake before the day waseven halfway done and get to work at his new duties as a warrior.

(soooo lazy..... um gone from thread.... maybe.)

[Larksong]

Larksong followed suite, her paws feeling like stones. Oh.so.sleepy. But soon she'd be asleep in her new den, and all would be well...Hiddenflame promised.

(Yes, gone from le thread))