My Goodbyes

[Falconwing]

Brightflame

A large tabby padded slowly into the medicine cat's den, his head hanging low. He had gathered a small bouquet of multiple flowers. He didn't know whether they were herbs or not, but he thought that Brightflame would enjoy the pickings. He walked into the middle of the den and set the flowers down carefully, nudging them together. Falconwing walked out and retrieved a small rock, bringing it back into the den. He laid the rock down, next to the flowers. The tom took a deep breathe, lifting his tail. He sat down and twisted around, taking some of his long tail fur into his mouth. The tom yanked his head back, tearing out some of the tabby fur. He shrieked, pain shooting through his spine. Falconwing set the fur down ontop of the flowers, shuffling it together. He stared at the bundle, his eyes watering. He and Brightflame shared so many memories in here, whether comforting or miserable. He remembered sleeping next to the silver tabby. He remembered nearly killing Badgerclaw after what he had done to his younger brother, and Brightflame stopping him. Small tears threatened to slip down his cheeks at the memories. Falconwing refused to let them go and instead padded over to the nest, breathing in the scents of the tom. It smelled fresh, yet cold. Falconwing bit his lip and backed up, shaking his head.

"Goodbye Brightflame."

Darlin-Avril Lavigne