Board Thread:Fun and Games/@comment-24038939-20151002205229/@comment-27039035-20151003210502

Why did all the stars leave? Heck, they didn't even say goodbye.

Sundance was sprawled on the ground, staring delirously at the pitch-black sky. There was a dull ache in the crevasses of her mind, like the pulsing of a second heartbeat, which became louder and more insisent as she stood up and took in her circumstance.

Dear StarClan, what did I do to deserve this? To her relief, the pain began to fade, until it was nothing more than a reminder of why she was here; someone had knocked her unconcious. But. . . why? She bit down on her lip, recounting all the horrible things she'd done recently. Forgot to say "hello" one morning to her favorite elder. Refused to play with the kits, once, when she was too busy. (In her defense, they were being extra obnoxious.) Nothing to consitute this, though. Having to be in this dark, unfamiliar place with nothing to do and nobody to comfort her.

Or so she thought. All at once, Sundance spotted a group of cats in the distance. "Jetclaw, is that you?" she squinted, then decided, yes, it was indeed her. "Oh, guys! I've never been so glad to see you in my life!" She raced over, her legs shaking once she reached them. "So, do we have a plan on how to get out of this place?" She gulped. "Please tell me we do."