[center][h1][color=ed1c24]Blackpelt: Wilderness (beyond the borders)[/color][/h1]
[h2]Trees[/h2]
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He sighs, and shakes his thin pelt, his tail lashing about nervously. "I.....I was scared to. I didn't want you to treat me differently, because I have this....curse, I guess. I just.....wanted to be treated like any other clanmate. I should have told you, I'm sorry....I just didn't know how or when to bring it up." He looks down at his paws. "Imagine if I just randomly walked into your den and said, 'Oh, by the way, I see dead cats, and the future of others. Also, I need more herbs.' Can't you see how crazy I would seem? Anyone else would probably think that I'd been helping myself to most of the herbs in my stock, and was losing my mind." He grimaces. "I wanted to wait until we were alone, so no one else would find out and tell the rest of the clan. But I know I should have told you earlier, I was just to nervous about what you'd think of me." He looks at her with sadness in his eyes. "When I see injuries, I only see what they are, not where they come from. I can make a guess, based on when I see them, and where the cat is going, but aside from that, I'm powerless to do anything about it. I'm not sure why I have this gift, or curse, however you want to look at it, but you could ask Starclan when we get to the pool." He looks over her shoulder and smiles softly. "We're being escorted by Graystripe, Silverstream, and Millie. Greystripe is leading the way, and Silverstream and Millie are right behind us."