‖⁕-----------------------------------------------------------⁕‖ Night had fallen across the forest, no creatures ran nor flew now. The sound of cats sleeping filled the ThunderClan camp as cats alike dreamt and rejuvenated for the next day. A fluffy she-cat known as Emberswing sat not far from the camp in a small patch of flowers that swayed quietly with the breeze. The moon and stars shone brightly in the sky as the she-cat pondered in thought whilst attaching flowers to their dusty brown and flame-like ginger pelt. ' Why don't I feel like I belong in ThunderClan?' the thought popped in her head as she looked at the moon which was only a small sliver. She didn't have much friends and often was by herself. Yes she was very friendly but often got ahead of herself being clumsy. Only one person knew everything about her, trusted, cared and spent time with her and that person had left. Her mother always said she was her pride and joy and Emberswing loved her in every inch of her body. Her mother had faced more then she had with losing the cat she loved and raised Emberswing to another she-cat, being lonely and having no friends to talk to and all the other things only she knew. Emberswing always remembers the day her mother left, not saying goodbye to her clan but only to Emberswing. "I love you Emmi but I don't belong here but you do." those words stung every time she thought of that memory. But as she grew up into the fine young warrior she was, it became clear of something: that her mother was who she belonged with. But what about her two friends in the clan and how she was raised here her whole life and the fact everyone was so nice? But her mother was her only kin left and they were so close to each other it felt like nobody else mattered except each other? Emberswing's sky blue eyes filled with tears as thoughts echoed her mind: 'Where do I belong?' 'Do I belong In ThunderClan?' "Do I belong with my mother?' 'Do I belong anywhere...' Emberswing sighed and meowed ''You should sleep your getting stressed...'' and then got up, flowers fell from her fur as she trudged back to camp. She thought of her and her mother living happily together, just the two of them in a world of their own without ThunderClan. She shook the memory off 'ThunderClan is your home, you can't leave...' Emberswing looked at the moon 'Yet' ‖⁕-----------------------------------------------------------⁕‖
