Swiftshine sat beneath one of the many pines in the territory, she stared at the ground, awaiting the arrival of her apprentice Ivypaw, she stared into the horizon of the sinking star known as the sun. She wondered if she would ever meet an ancestor from StarClan or not. Would she? Most likely not, a sigh escaped her throat as dark thoughts crowded her mind, she was confused, was she meant to be attracted to she-cats or toms? Would she ever get a mate and have kits? Was she meant to live in ShadowClan? Is she broken? Was she supposed to be born? Or was her birth and accident? @
Breezefur