The grey WindClan Molly sighed. "
Guys please promise me you won't start anything! I don't want to fight!"
Then why are you here? a voice in her head hissed "
if I can help it...unless it's absolutely necassary." She added anxiously on the end. The ThunderClan patrol was getting closer, she could hear their voices and the scent was getting unbearable. The she-cat looked around at her equally nervous Clanmates.
I want to comfort you all so much, I really do. But...I have no words to do so... she thought, disappointed in herself. At this moment, she longed for Phantom at her side, spitting insults at her but also encouragement and comfort.
No...not Phantom. Don't think about her...one wrong thought and you'll snap...you'll change your alliance in a heartbeat...
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