Talk:Phoenix Clan/@comment-24837838-20160828072648

A dark silhouette loomed across the barren clearing that was once so familiar. The grass that was once green and soft was now dry and yellow, showing how abandoned it had been. The large oak tree that loomed over the clearing sat there, barely alive with several leaves still hanging onto its weak branches. A long, brown-furred she-cat padded into the area, her deep green-hued eyes scanning around as a light breeze ruffled her fur. “It seemed like yesterday that this place had so much vibrant life..” She murmured, shaking her head solemnly as she sat down beside the large tree, her claws kneading the dirt-covered ground. She had once been a deputy, a friend, apart of a family that she knew too well. A wolf, a medicine cat and a leader. Once being the only ones she knew. The quiet she-cat shut her eyes as the light sound of the wind hummed in her ears. “They may have moved-on, but I am still here. I am still alive. I shall never forget.”

“Storm. The quiet, yet caring friend that I once called my sister. The medicine cat of Phoenix-clan and the one who tamed the cold heart of a wolf.” She said, out loud, “Bloody. The strong, protective wolf that once protected Phoenix-clan as if it were his own pack. The one who I call friend.” The tabby paused before continuing, “Lionstar. The brave, loyal leader that we once looked up to. The one that I stood beside as his deputy. My former love that I know call my friend.” Her claws dug into the dirt, “Three friends. Three parts that a clan whole. Three parts of my heart that now were gone. Let us only hope that they shall remember what I was once called - Midnightpelt, deputy of Phoenixclan.”