Lost Creek Hollow once i took your medication to know what it's like

silvertongue slowly nodded, but she did not know all of starclan. she had not asked crowfeather enough, and now. and now. "i hope that we are together when we haunt people," the sharpfang teased, drawing wren now closer for a kiss that lingered, even if she was still too weak for them yet to smoulder together in the long green shadows. soon, her eyes said, for once devoid of all pain if only for a glancing moment. "they are more mentors, starclan. we come to them for wisdom. there is a way they come to us, through a vision."