Remembering Ones Lost

[ripped.]

Rippedpaw was lying down a little away from the apprentice's den, chewing slowly on a fish. She was halfway done with it. Normally, Rippedpaw would be finished quickly, but she was trying to imagine the old BeachClan deputy before Hawkstar. Rippedwhisker. Rippedpaw looked so much like Rippedwhisker, only a good pawful of moons younger. Why am I so much alike her? Did DreamClan put a part of her spirit in me or something? Rippedpaw wondered, glancing up at the covered sky.[/color]

[Amber]

Shallowpaw's small figure appeared suddenly and padded toward Rippedpaw. "Hey," she mewed shyly, "Whats troubling you...?"

[ripped.]

Rippedpaw looked up from her fish, her normally bright eyes seemed a little dull. "Um...I suppose." She mewed, taking a small bite from her fish. "Want some? I might not finish it all on my own." Rippedpaw asked, looking at Shallowpaw.[/color]