[zBlaze]

Flashpaw stepped slowly through the undergrowth, trailing behind Doeflame
and Moonmeadow. She didn't know exactly why she was going so far behind.
She just didn't want to be in the front, didn't want to be the first to see it.
It. The memory came up on her at lightning-speed, too quick to press it
back. The fear she'd felt that day surged up in her chest, and the classic tabby
pressed it back down violently. No panic attacks today. She was on patrol,
not walking with a murderer. But... how could she be sure? Willowpaw seemed a
bit jumpy, so she doubted she was the murderer. Doeflame? Probably not, but
anyone and everyone seemed deadly to her now. She prayed to StarClan it was
an outsider who killed him. Then she could stop worrying. If that was possible for
her to even attempt. At Moonmeadow's Praise, she felt a bit more lighthearted.
She felt a jab of pleasure. She wanted to be brave like them, confident like her.
One day, she would be. She'd try her hardest. And Cinderpaw would be too. She
would help her. And maybe Cinderpaw would still be up for training together one
day, once she healed.

Th-Thank y-you. she mewed softly in response. Then, Doeflame casually
mewed a joke. She took it lightly and coughed to hide her laugh. She didn't want
to laugh very much right now, but she couldn't help it. She actually liked the cold,
and the dislike Doeflame showed for it was so different for her. I-I a-actually
l-like th-the c-c-cold-- But she didn't finish when the warrior growled. Outsiders?
Oh, crap. Nerves bloomed in her heart and throat, and it took effort to swallow it
down. But some of it didn't leave. She briefly took a deep breath. Okay, calm down.
Floating. Floating. Floating. She closes her eyes for a moment. But when she was
floating, her calming method failed her. She wasn't floating in the clouds, but in pure
darkness. She let out a frustrated growl and opened her eyes again. Anger and
frustration were rare feelings for her. Anything to stay calm. But she realized that
Doeflame was provoking them, on purpose! Trying to cause a fight! What in StarClan's
name is she doing? St-Stop th-that! She said quietly. Then, she peered at
the rogues. Her claws slid out, but she quickly sheathed them again. Wh-What
d-do you w-want? she asked, and a tremble forced its way into her voice. She
was scared. She wanted to ask a question. She leaned a little closer to Moonmeadow
and nervously whispered, D-do you th-thi-think th-the-they k-kill-killed h-him?

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