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( @Checkmate aa yes h u g )

Darkpaw was drowning. Drowning in the voices. She wasn't speaking now. But she looked afraid. Her tears were gone. Her wide eyes frantic, searching in the sea of voices. She couldn't breathe. SHE COULDN'T BREATHE. She gasped for air, hyperventilating. Yet, no air entered her lungs. She stumbled as she lost balance, catching herself in a second. She put her forepaws on her head, oh it hurt. She couldn't see. Everything was black. But suddenly, a voice cut through. It was Hailscratch's voice. It broke through the dark like a light, and she listened. He was frantic. Afraid. She.. needed to comfort him. Yes. She couldn't get lost now. She could never give up. Other cats depended on her. Darkpaw could barely see, but at least she saw anything. He looked.. so different. A small smile grew on her face and she reached for him. She drew him into a hug and she let out a choked sob. Her tears returned, flowing out of her eyes. Why.. did she feel like a weight was lifted off her chest? This felt so good.. but it hurt her chest. Her heart. She let out a short, little laugh. Hah. Wow. Interesting feeling.