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The tunnels had fallen on me. Was I dead? Maybe I was better off dead. Everything I had loved, cared for and respected was a lie. I now know how Ashfur felt when Squirrelflight didn't love him. And I killed him for it.

I have run away from the clans. They won't care that I'm gone. Lionblaze and Jayfeather will have to complete the prophecy without me.

But, what if they can't? What if I was needed above ground? What if…

"Hey. Hey you! Cat! Get up will you? You've been nothing but sleep talk all day! Wake up!"

A husky voice meowed at her to get up. A sharp claw prodded at her side.

"Frisk, you have to be gentle! She's badly injured, let her rest.," a soft voice chided.

"Sissy, this cat needs to shake that fall off, or else she'll die in that nest." The husky voice snapped.

"Fine. I'll wake her up. You go find some prey!" the she cat growled.

The scent of the tom faded as he left- where ever she was.

"Hey? Hey there, what's your name?"

I opened my eyes to find a soft, cream and brown she cat with pale green eyes looking at me.

"Hey, you're awake!" the cat exclaimed.

"Where am I?" I asked. I looked around me. Above me was a wall cavern and a moss nest under me. I was still in the tunnels.

The cream and brown she cat explained, "Frisk and I found you under some fallen rocks at the entrance to one of the tunnels, and we pulled you out. We've been caring for you for about 2 days now."

I shook my head. "Wait, who are you? Who's Frisk? Where's ThunderClan?"

The cream and brown she cat looked at me. "I'm Sissy. Frisk is my older brother. He's a dark brown tabby tom with one cream foot and dark green eyes. I don't know ThunderClan, but you're far away from where you previously were. If you're strong enough, I could take you there."

Suddenly, I remembered everything. My life, my betrayal, my kin.

"No, I don't want to go back." I meowed gruffly.

Sissy looked at me strangely. "So, who are you?" she meowed.

I thought about that for a second. "I am Hollyleaf, but call me Holly."