Talk:The Stream/@comment-5331607-20121230063249/@comment-12322991-20121230174323

Turtlepaw was fox-leangths away from them, not even noticing they where there. A soft turqouise tear rolled down her face. Pictures, that is all she saw. The sun, lighting up her fathers face. The moon, but a sparkle in her mothers eye. She was sitting on a rock in the middle of the stream. "Why did you leave me" she asked to no one. "Why did you leave" she whispered, and smacked her paw into the stream.