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Badgermoon is up there, probably. Rumblerain has thought their father dead from the moment he'd fled WindClan with Curlewnose in tow. It would be a mercy, they think. An escape, though Rumblerain doesn't have memory of Sootstar sending warriors in pursuit. The dark-pointed WindClanner rolls over again, setting their chin atop white paws. They wonder if Sootstar is up there, too. StarClan had given her nine lives in the first place, allowed her to create one of the five great Clans. Would they take her in as punishment? As an apology? Rumblerain likes to think that she's deserving of the latter. They're all that's left of WindClan now, after all, and as much as she'd hated StarClan for taking Weaselclaw from her ... maybe they've been reunited in the stars.
Rumblerain rolls again, accidentally flicking a Clanmate with their tail. They wince, with a whisper of, "Sorry."