WHOOT! 15 reviews! :3 thanks everyone who reviewed! c: heres chapter 4, sorry for late update,

I woke up the next day and stretched. I instantly felt the sharp pain of my shoulder wound. I didn't care. All I cared about was Barley. I watched him sleep softly, thank starclan that he was still alive. I licked his pelt when I noticed something. Something I didn't notice yesterday. Barleys hind leg, it was twisted. No. this couldn't happen. I-It just couldn't happen. Barley was getting old, he wouldn't be able to heal properly. Tears started welling up in my eyes, he was my best friend, and know his hind leg was twisted, no more walks around the barn, no more running in the moorlands, no more visiting moonstone to share tongues with my deceased clanmates. How could this happen? What did we do to deserve it? I started crying and tears rolled down my cheek that I couldn't fight back. I ran out of the barn and let out a yowl of anguish and collapsed on the ground crying convulsive tears. I loved him, now everything would change. I lied down there crying my little fragile heart out thinking this was the end. Then I realized it wasn't the end. It may just be the beginning of something new, maybe, just maybe, it was a blessing in disguise. I stopped crying and stood up. If I wanted to help barley heal, crying about it wouldn't help, I limped back to the barn and saw Barley was still sleeping. I picked up two mice and jumped back onto the hay. We would both need our strength for the next days to come.