Dawnlark Plains I am not throwin' away my shot

Silvermist was going to drop the topic, really, but there wasn't much for the two to talk about. Their homes were gone, their families and friends gone with it. Any other topic to speak of didn't come to mind, and Silvermist didn't really feel much else could be talked about. The rebuilding topic was a passing thought in his head, that someone must have gone and set something up somewhere. But not where the two were now, that much was obvious. Or maybe Starclan had lead them to more danger after that and had everyone else finished off. That idea was painful. 

Goldenwind mentioned that he would get to rebuild, and that peaked Silvermist's interest. 

"Are you? Two could make better than one." A soft but weak smile, his eyes didn't follow it, still stuck in their sad expression. 

If not... Well Silvermist would have to figure out what he was going to do from now on. He didn't have any ideas.