A walk

[Charredclaw]

I had finally got up after my little incedint with my paw. I decided to go out on a walk to strech it out. I went along the FireClan border to make sure there was nothing exciting going on, then turned around to leave. I didnt place a scent marker because I hadn't been in the Clan long enough to know if I was allowed to do patrols on my own. Then a scent hit my nose. I turned back around. It was a faint scent; one I had known to love for all my life. "I must have bees in my brain," I mumbled. Wolfcrystal. I have to turn around before I get sucked in! It has happened before! I turned around to leave, but it felt like something was pulling me in. No! I won't go! I finally managed to get away. I sighed and started toward TreeClan territory. I passed our mountains, and finally reached the border. Once again, a familiar scent. Mudpaw. Leafheart. Spiritstar. An extremely faint scent. I smelled me too. Me when I was a rogue.

"I am going to FlameClan!" my best friend, Mudpaw said.
Spiritstar laughed. "There is no such thing as FlameClan! And no, you are not." I snuck in, and pounced on the leader, trying to help my best friend. "Go Mudpaw! Run! This won't hold off for long!" "Charredclaw! Get off of my leader! I am going to kill you!" Mudpaw growled and started to rip me off of the leader. His mate ran in and started to help. I collasped and loosened my grip, hardly breathing. "Charredclaw, what were you thinking?" Leafheart scolded me.

My vision turned back to normal. I shook my head. What is with all these flashbacks?! I drooped my head and padded back home.