Lost {Any Starclan Cat}

DUSKPAW
I know how your going to die.

This land was much more peaceful, much more welcoming then that of the Dark Forest. But as enlightening as this new tundra of stars and moonshine was, she couldn't help but feel pitiful and--lost.

All of the courage she had once, so strongly withheld had vanished, it was all but a memory. She no longer felt the need to scream, no longer did she want to shred the earth beneath her. The little-black she-cat wanted to cry. Everyone was choosing this horrible path of Darkness, why was she the only one who could find the light?

Alone. She was alone in this battle, no one had offered to help her. Spiritpaw stayed behind. Why? Why were they interested in such crimes, didn't anything else matter? Power isn't always everything. Cluthcing the ground in fear she slowly rose her voice,
"Is anyone out there?"

The wind tickled the tufts of fur behind her ears, but no one answered. Everything was silent. Eyes blood-shot and narrowed she clenched her teeth and grasped the earth below her much tighter.

"Is anyone out there!" she screeched, her voice echoed against the tall trees. "Help."

GALEBREEZE
A heart reborn.

From the wind that was gently blowing, came a shimmer. From the shimmer, came a cat. That cat was known as Galebreeze, and she had heard the calls of Duskpaw.

The tabby she-cat looked over the apprentice as she spoke "Is something the matter, Duskpaw? How did you get here? No StarClan cat has called for you."

Mimzi
Watching the young at heart

The small she-cat appeared in the soft shade of the trees and looked at the two cats. The younger one seemed to be lost, and she couldn't help but feel slightly curious. She padded forward a little, but stayed out of he way of the two cat, the stars swirling in her pelt.
She sat down and wrapped her tail around he paws and tilted her head in interest. She listened to the two cats talk, trying to figure out what was going on. Maybe she could tell Cloudpaw later, if it was important.

DUSKPAW
I know how your going to die.

Her calls had been heard. Dipping her slender head she whispered quietly, "We're in great danger." The statement was the complete and utter truth. If Nightstalker was gathering an 'army' of his children and training them under his wing, it could only be called 'dangerous.' Biting her lip she murmured, "I'm the only one who can see the light, no one will join me."

Not even Spiritpaw. He had been the kindest one there, she was sure he had a pure heart at the battle. But apparently not. "Even my own brother is staying in the shadows." Lifting her teary-eyed features she whined, "I don't know what to do!"

As if the worriment couldn't be withheld anymore she began to cry, her fur stained with the salty tear drops of despair. "I'm so lost." There wasn't a way out of it. It seemed as if the only solution was to fight them all herself.

GALEBREEZE
A heart reborn.

Galebreeze listened to Duskpaw, surprised at what she said. Since Galebreeze was a new comer to the stars, she didn't know much of what was happening. But she had to find a way to comfort Duskpaw.

"Duskpaw, every cat is different, on the outside and inside. It's something not even StarClan can tell. Whatever actions a cat takes is on their own will and the only one who can change that is themselves. You can fight against them, or try to help them see the light."

DUSKPAW
I know how your going to die.

Duskpaw found herself staring ahead in a dazed trance, Galebreeze's words drowning her fears away. The tears drew to a halt, a new found determination bubbled deep within herself. The black she-cat defiantly rose her gaze to face the cat of stars.
"I know what I have to do."

It was impossible, most would consider it foolish. How could one she-cat stop such an evil? Dukspaw was determined to be that she-cat at all costs. Digging her claws into the wet-soil, she dipped her head to the former Riverclan warrior,

"Thank You."

She was going to work as hard as she could to defeat her father, even if it meant she'd be taking Nightpaw down with him. Family didn't matter when the fate of the clans rested on your shoulders.