Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-27823669-20160501045019/@comment-33008190-20160506010745

Stepping out of the MarshClan territory, Ivory let Twigpaw lead her out of the trees and wet grounds and past some wildflowers. They had come across a large flat expanse of flat, damp ground and scattered plants, and we're now carefully padding through it.

"So. We've dealt with a revolution against Sterling, Apologized for the unnecessary death of a cat, traveled through every type of land....now what? Our adventures are continuing, right?" Ivory caught up to Twigpaw's lead and looked at his eyes.

"Of course we are. I don't want them to stop. Except..."

Suddenly he stopped and turned to her.

"It's time for me to return home. I miss Blogclan, and I have recovered from the death of my best friend, but will always remember him. I am ready to return and make amends for scaring everyone there, too. But, that means I'd have to settle down. For a long time."

Ivory got where he was going. It was obvious.

She just got news that he had murdered a cat in cold blood. And that he ran away from a Clan. And everything important in his life.

A few minutes ago Ivory would have called Twigpaw unstable and deadly. Now, the best thing to describe him was honest and realistic.

And she was ready to settle down and share a life with a cat like that, side by side as friends.

"Yes. I'll do it, Twigpaw. I'll come to Blogclan with you."