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The last remains of sundown spill all over the horizon; a bloody battle of bright pink and vivid red against the darkening sky. It is quite a spectacle to witness, and in moments like these, Mirepurr gives silent thanks for the very fact that they are alive enough to see it. The air feels almost frigid; it is decisively not leaf-bare yet, and not late enough for it to be night, so it must be thanks to their own nerves.
It has not been a decision made lightly. Even after hearing so many of their Clanmates' concerns and care, this feels like betrayal: an admission that they do not expect to see Smogstar again. Cruel, cruel, cruel.
"ShadowClan." Miraculously, the word does not break on its way up their throat. Mirepurr's paws feel cold against the Clanrock... a reminder that they should not be the one atop it, not like this. "Starlingheart has advised me. It's time for me to visit the Moonstone, and see what StarClan has to tell me." They refuse to add: If they have anything at all to tell me. They have to trust that if nothing else, there will be words of advice thrown their way — whether that will be what Mirepurr wants to hear or not however... who knows.
"Our council will be keeping you all safe." Particular wording. The council is not theirs and not Smogstar's either; it is a collective. Mirepurr seeks them all out from amongst the crowd — little Marblepaw too, who they hope won't have to use any of the knowledge she's learned so far during this night. "Until then... take care."
They allow Starlingheart to exit first, and with one final glance over their shoulder, ShadowClan's deputy is gone.
Out with @Starlingheart!
@SHARPSHADOW @FORESTSHADE @lilacfur are in charge of keeping the Clan safe <3
@SHARPSHADOW @FORESTSHADE @lilacfur are in charge of keeping the Clan safe <3