Shellpaw battled beside Bluejay and Poppypaw. The medicine cat apprentice was doing her best, and Shellpaw was shielding quite a few blows for her. He knew that if she got hurt Darkfrost would be furious. He looked at his brother to see another tabby fighting beside him. Milo, the tabby that Shellpaw had reached out to was matching the dark forest cats blow for blow. If he really was Darkfrost's brother, then he would be able to help him heal. Moons of torment and rejection needed a loving paw, and many more. He continued to protect Poppypaw and fight his way to the center of the swarm of cats, but his mind wondered. No one could tell who Darkfrost really was except for him mother, his true mother. Milo probably knew where his mother was. Shellpaw was shaken from his thought by a proud cry. He blinked and saw the Dark forest cats racing away with their tails between their legs. He smiled and turned. Darkfrost was panting, blood streaming from his flanks. "Took you long enough to get here.", he panted. A white she-cat came to his side. "Lean on me Darkfrost. Your bleeding heavily.", she said with a worried look in her eyes. "Oh really? Didn't know that.", he snapped impatiently, but leaned on her and gave her an appreciative and apologetic gaze. The cat smiled and licked his head. Poppypaw was jittering. "That was terrifying.", she said with a grimace. Milo laughed. "It was.", he said patting Poppypaw on the head with his paw. "But you did great.", he said with a reassuring smile. "I thought we were too late.", she said looking at the ground. Lunarstorm and Noir came up. "I believe we came at the right time.", The sisters said in unison. They looked at eachother and smiled. Shellpaw thought they would start giggling, but he realized these two were too sophisticated to do that. He walked up to his brother. 'Brother...', he thought painfully. Darkfrost wasn't his brother by blood, but Shellpaw wanted to be related to such a.strong independent cat. He licked his brothers shoulder. "I missed you. I never got a chance to tell you that.", he said quietly. Darkfrost annoyed and tired gaze changed to a loving one as he looked down at Shellpaw. "I'm still taller than you.", he whispered and nudged his cheek. Shellpaw smirked. "I'm trying to have a moment and you call me short!?", he said with a smile. Darkfrost laughed. "You know it!", he said with a smile. Milo looked at Darkfrost And then to shellpaw. He gave him a glance that only Shellpaw would understand. He dipped his head a bit and straightened. "You need to get back to the land of the living, and we need to get back to Starclan.", he said with a nod to Bluejay. The grey tabby was saying goodbye to the two black she-cats. Poppypaw mewed her goodbyes to the starclan cats and Shellpaw was sad to let her go, he was said to let any of them go, especially Darkfrost. He wanted to sit down with his brother and just apologize and talk to him, but he knew he couldn't do that. At least not now. He grimaced at the thought of having to wait for Darkfrost to die. He had been selfish when he was pleading the others to have Darkfrost die when the clan was starving him. He just wanted to have someone there, then Bluejay showed up. He was his friend. He shook his head and watched through teary eyes as his friends and family left him again. Bluejay walked up to him. "Are you ok?", he asked quietly. Shellpaw nodded and bit back his tears. "I'm fine, let's get out of here.", he managed to say.  Bluejay frowned and ran his tail up Shellpaw's back comfortingly. "Letting them go is hard, but having to do it again is even harder.", he said and then padded off back to the split between the Dark forest and Starclan's hunting grounds. Shellpaw nodded and bit his lip. Tears had broken free and he was breathing heavily, taking in huge gulps of air in an attempt to keep his tears at bay. Once he had controlled his tears he followed after his friends, happy to be out of the foul forest. All he wanted was to curl up in a nest with Bluejay. The tom was a little bit older than him, but only by a few moons. Shellpaw had grown close to the tabby, he reminded him of Darkfrost. Shellpaw never voiced his true feelings though. Something stronger than friendship lurked in their bond. He refused to show it in front of the cat, but no cat could infiltrate his mind. Sometimes.Shellpaw thought that Seastorm would be ashamed of his thoughts, which made Shellpaw feel guilty for even conjuring them. After what seemed like a moon of cursing himself for having these feelings, Bluejay would come and make a ray of sunshine break right through the dark cloud of guilt circling over Shellpaw's head. Once Shellpaw was safley inside the border of Starclan's Hunting grounds, he smiled and went off to find his friend, one day he would find the corougue to tell his friend how much he cared for him, but for now, he would enjoy the friendship he had already.

Sorry for the short chapter. Anyways. Shellpaw is gay. Yes I went there. I thought he was lonley so I gave him a friend. And "Boy"friend. And I will make it happen because I love him. Bye guys.