...Why must I be so demented? I love InSaNiTy coloring contests so much.... Press the green flag and wait for animation to commence. It's not much of an animation, really... Oh, just watch it anyway.
"I'm not CRAZY... Just a little BIASED" Story: Brokenwings (NOT Brokenstar, Brokenwings is from WindClan!) was never special, really. Mediocre, at best. However, when he came back from the meeting where all the clans meet for the first time (lol haven't read Warriors in so long I forgot what it was called) (Yes he's an apprentice; don't ask why his name is Brokenwings instead of Brokenpaw), everyone could tell he was different. While Brokenwings was there, a conversation turned into an argument turned into a fight. Something told him this total lack of order and peace was right, and something else told him it was wrong. Join the fight. Stop them. Join the fight. Stop them. Join the fight. Stop them. Over and over and over. Brokenwings began to hear voices, more and more, filling every corner of his mind, each taking a different side. HE bolted back to WindClan before the meeting was over. From then on, he always wore a grin outwardly, but if anyone looked into his eyes, they would see he looked like he was fighting himself. When WindClan was forced to leave to somewhere else, Brokenwings was left behind. He was never seen after that. Some guess he joined a different clan. Others theorize that he died in the wilderness. But in reality, he had taken shelter in a cave, the lack of company other than the growing number of voices corrupting him more and more.
