Warriors: Thoughts of the Past

My name is Dragonpaw…

…and I regret the past…

   Dragonpaw silently stared down at the mound of dirt right in front of his paws. He knew exactly who lied underneath the soil, cold and lifeless, but he pushed the name aside. He didn't want to remember…he knew what would happen is he remembered...Dragonpaw sighed before standing back on all four paws. Sometimes he wondered…if he had realized what was going on back then, would he have been able to save the tom…? Dragonpaw's eyes darkened. No…he probably would just be as cruel as ever…
   

My name is Moonpaw…

…and I wish I could fix the past…

   The silver tabby watched Rainpaw converse with her brother near the Nursery. Though Moonpaw couldn't hear what they were talking about, she could see the blue-gray she-cat laughing and grinning at the younger tom. But no matter how happy she looked, Moonpaw could see past it. She always saw past it. Her friendship with Rainpaw gave her the ability to see what she was really feeling deep inside, and she could see that the poor apprentice was emotionally exhausted, though it wasn't obvious if you weren't paying close attention. The same went for Dragonpaw, who solemnly padded towards the Elder's Den, knowing exactly who he was going to see and knowing it was going to once again break him. And yet, all Moonpaw could do was watch her friends suffer with their own problems from afar, like what she was doing now. She sat at the entrance of the Apprentice's Den, and frowned deeply. She hated seeing her friends so…unhappy. She wished she could do something, but…she knew that the only way to fix everything was to travel back in time and change what had happened in the past. But any cat could see that it was impossible to do such a thing…

My name is Rainpaw…

…and I miss the past…

   Rainpaw couldn't help but remember. Those times as a kit where she claimed she would be a strong warrior like her parents, those times she swore she would protect her younger brother, and finally those times she wished she could be perfect like her mother…but she also remembered the day she realized that her mother wasn't perfect at all. In fact, the secret that had destroyed Rainpaw's life was the reason as to why Oceanwave wasn't perfect. Kittypet…
   The word echoed in her mind. That was the one word that had caused her whole world to come crashing down. The word that made her run away from everyone and everything she knew. And the word that, if it was never spoken…her mother would probably be here with her now.
   During times of remembering, the blue-gray she-cat couldn't help but hate Roughflare. She wanted so badly to resurrect the bastard and then kill him again…but every time she felt this way, she stopped her violent thoughts by reminding herself that though Roughflare was a fox-hearted traitor, he was still Dragonpaw's father…for some reason, this would instantly stop her brooding, and would make her think more about the subject, but after a while, she would move on.
   She lifted her head and gazed over at the snoring apprentice, snoozing in his nest. And she shook her head with a soft smile. Maybe it was because Dragonpaw's cheerful personality somehow made up for some of the crimes that Roughflare had committed…? Nonetheless, Dragonpaw was nothing like his father…