[I hear... a voice say
"Don't be so blind"...]


Crunch. The sound of leaves being tread on echoed around the dark forest. Squawk! A blackbird calling an alarm as a sign of danger. Snap. A branch shattered under paw. Then as if some force commanded it…the whole forest went silent. Fangs were glimpsed under the moonlight as a malicious smirk crept over the tom’s face. Lately the tom had slipped out of his normal easygoing nature and into an indifferent persona.


[It's telling me all these things
that you would probably hide...]


A howl in the distance made Grayshadow raise his head and ears pricked forward observant for any signs of danger. Something made him on the edge lately. Almost the simplest things made him go off. What caused it? He honestly didn’t know but the tom really didn’t care at the moment. It was time for the old Grayshadow to come back, the brave, noble, and leader material that would do anything to become leader. He was more self-assured in himself than he was in the past.


[Am I... your one and only desire...]


His figure slithered in the shadows avoiding the moonlit paths. A mouse crossed the trail and froze to pick up a seed from the ground, which was the poor creature’s downfall. The tom took little time in pouncing on the furred rodent, ending its life. The muscular dark tabby bent his head and took large bites until there was nothing left but bones and unappealing bits of fat. Leaving the blood on his jaws, the male trotted on with a wicked grin on his chops which soon faded.


[Am I the reason you breathe...]


A voice in the back of his mind told him to run and so he did. Paws scarcely grazed the earth as the ashen colored male’s velocity increased. The breeze whistled through his fur faintly which increased with his speed. There was no reason for his sprinting perhaps for the thrill of it but that was basically it. Blood roared in his ears as his heart pumped against his chest profoundly. Soon out of nowhere he skidded to a stop and panted with slight tediousness.


[Or am I the reason you cry...]


Grayshadow allowed a crooked smirk spread on his mouth. He felt reinvigorated which made the tabby feel stronger than before. Flopping on the soiled earth, the ShadowClan warrior scrutinized his surroundings. Hauling himself up to saunter over to the creek and lowered his head to drink greedily as if he hadn’t drank in days. Muscles tensed as he scented mixed scents of the two other Clans faltered in his snout. Of course there’d be whiffs of them by since he was in fact near the border. Letting his eyes roll at his paranoia, Grayshadow started washing his fur, thought zooming through his mind from ambition to his old friend.


[As I walk out your door...
all I can hear is the sound...]


Well those thoughts ended deliberately as he pushed them away. The tom wanted no negative thoughts in his psyche at the moment. Grayfur still lingered in his mind like a juicy vole, but the only depressing thought was about Hawkpaw who was one of his best friends who had passed away. Cranium shook as the tom shook away the depressing feelings. Clouds drifted under they covered the moon, making it even darker than it once was. That’s how Grayshadow felt. Always.


[Always... always...]

Sounds from behind him made the gray tabby lash his tail and turn his head to find that Blackstorm, the deputy of their Clan standing there. Ears nearly flew back with annoyance but they only twitched with interest as emotionless crystal blue eyes gazed at the dark deputy.

"Evening Blackstorm." even though only two words were spoken, the coldness was obvious. The muscular gray tabby slowly rose to his paws and gave a somewhat respectful nod to the ShadowClan deputy. "What brings you all the way out here?" gaze was filled with calmness and a crooked smirk made its way on his muzzle. Seemed that the gray male always had that smirk on his face. It amused Grayshadow that it annoyed others which was the main reason he did it.