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The vigil had gone past, and as the bodies were buried and the vigil finished in silence, Fireflyglow retreats to his den to face the empty nests of his mentor and his charcoal-footed mate. Fireflyglow pulls his and Greeneyes' nest closer to the nests that still smelled faintly of herbs and pine. A lackluster comfort, but Firefly cannot bring himself to rid the den of the nests. His body collapses, finally giving in to the grief that made his legs weak. His face smooshes into the ground, blood dried and matting his fur. He smelled horrible, a mix of decay and mint swirling throughout his pelt. The tom could care less, all energy drained from his body as he weeps into his mentor's scent which surrounds him. His body remains still for hours on end, and he doesn't budge when the familiar scent of his mate enters for the night. His mission of notifying Mallowlark's kin is done, it seems.
"He didn't mean what he said.. About us." Fireflyglow remarks with a croaking voice, not fully believing his own words. How would he know, if his mentor had died so soon? Would Dawnglare haunt his dreams, telling him that he was the destruction that would come unto SkyClan? He blinks sadly, milky blues void of its usual light. He cannot bring himself to lift his head from his mentor's nest. He wasn't even hungry. "I should have.. Followed him."
The vigil had gone past, and as the bodies were buried and the vigil finished in silence, Fireflyglow retreats to his den to face the empty nests of his mentor and his charcoal-footed mate. Fireflyglow pulls his and Greeneyes' nest closer to the nests that still smelled faintly of herbs and pine. A lackluster comfort, but Firefly cannot bring himself to rid the den of the nests. His body collapses, finally giving in to the grief that made his legs weak. His face smooshes into the ground, blood dried and matting his fur. He smelled horrible, a mix of decay and mint swirling throughout his pelt. The tom could care less, all energy drained from his body as he weeps into his mentor's scent which surrounds him. His body remains still for hours on end, and he doesn't budge when the familiar scent of his mate enters for the night. His mission of notifying Mallowlark's kin is done, it seems.
"He didn't mean what he said.. About us." Fireflyglow remarks with a croaking voice, not fully believing his own words. How would he know, if his mentor had died so soon? Would Dawnglare haunt his dreams, telling him that he was the destruction that would come unto SkyClan? He blinks sadly, milky blues void of its usual light. He cannot bring himself to lift his head from his mentor's nest. He wasn't even hungry. "I should have.. Followed him."
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