Suddenly, out of nowhere, I stopped, dead in my tracks. Someone was watching me, but I didn't know who. I pricked my ears and unsheathed my claws, ready for battle at any second. It was dark, yes, and I had my very best Marafiki waiting for me at home, counting my kits. I couldn't give up my life now. But I wasn't even sure if I was going to fight. I swished my tail in anger and warning, telling the enemy to back off. I sniffed the air, and drank in the scent. I suddenly realized who it was, my stomach filling with relief.

"My, Iain, wewe scared me well." I purred. But then I remembered. He was gone. Why was he still here though?

I trembled. He had left to jiunge StarClan a moon ago, but in my moyo I kept smelling his scent and seeing him. I always knew my eyes were playing tricks, but for some reason I wanted fear. I always let my kits curl up to me close at night, letting them cry and me purring to make them calm. We all missed him, the Clan also did as well. After he had gone, I couldn't sleep for three days, and my Marafiki ended up catching prey for me, and encouraging me to eat, but I always refused. He was gone now, and my moyo was empty. I missed him, and with our leader out on a special quest, and one of my best Marafiki taking charge, I couldn't go on. My pango was empty. My life was empty. I am empty. My heart, is empty...