Lost Creek Hollow avisame

Silvertongue’s closeness was something he had missed. He wondered why she had been so distant, but he did not feel that he had the strength to ask her. Something felt as though it had shifted in their relationship. But he knew that he did not feel any differently! Crowfeather loved Silvertongue. She was his light in the darkest places. She had given him strength to push on when he had only wanted to sink in misery.

A sweet kiss was given to the bridge of her nose. His eyes searched her face for signs of something more beneath the words she gave.

Yes, Starclan… Crowfeather had been meaning to take her into the cave, to share in dreams. There was a sinister puddle of fear that sat like tar in his stomach. He worried that the stars would not reach them in Riverclan, that they were too far. I- I’m doing really well…

His cheeks were warm.

And you? What have you been up to… all this time?