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[Skunktail]

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"Are you all really throwing around random accusations right now?" Skunktail feels himself withdrawing, his thoughts receeding and his eyes rolling and if he groaned any louder he'd sound like a snapping limb. Somehow, someway, Betonyfrost of all cats delivers the news that should have been given by Starlingheart's more compassionate self but their clanmates were all self-centered and self-serving kittens and didn't know when to be quiet. Applepaw finishes the news and he offers the deputy a sympathetic look, they didn't exactly get along-he did not consider him a friend but he felt horrible for the guy all the same. Losing your mate, your kits you didn't know about taken, he came home to a mess and he was left to drown in it cause ShadowClan once again presented as uncaring and selfish. He didn't know how to offer comfort so he only nodded in what he hoped looked as sincere as he meant it to be.
When his little nephew speaks he grimaces at the cold truth but can't condemn him for his words. It was true.
"It is good to have all of you back with the lungwort...I'm sorry. Briarpaw, come on, we're going to go deliver on Nettlepaw's offer and one-up him! Let's bring our returning cats home a proper meal."

☆ ———— promise me she's not your world ☆ ———————— 'Cause Andy, you're a star

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  Skunktail
  —⊰⋅ Warrior of ShadowClan
  —⊰⋅ He/Him
  "SPEECH", 'THOUGHTS', ATTACK
  —⊰⋅ SH Black & white tom w/spearmint green eyes
  

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[CHILLEDSTAR.]

DON'T YOU GIVE ME UP, PLEASE DON'T GIVE UP​

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worse than a bunch of kits arguing over who gets the best bite of the prey they're sharing. chilledstar's tail lashed as they let out a low warning growl. no wonder honeyjaw refused to go home. it wasn't like shadowclan really got the damned memo about needing to be a clan.

"worse than kits. smogmaw, sharppaw, clearheart... welcome home. i am very sorry for your loss. let's get some food and you, and get you some rest. we... do have quite a bit to talk about."

chilledstar saw no point in waiting too long. every moment those kits were gone, was another moment that they could have been... hurt. killed, even. joining their mother and siblings in starclan before they even had a chance to live. they can only hope that wherever they are, that they'd not being harmed.

and with that, they turned tail, going to hunt and find a good catch for the felines who'd finally made their way home.
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[betonyfrost]

Smogmaw takes the news better than Betonyfrost would have assumed. Her clanmates bicker over the details — meaningless details — and Betonyfrost heaves a sigh in the way only a tired mother can. Betonyfrost wonders how long it will take before accusations are thrown but, before it could come to any kind of blows, the tense air diffuses enough that everyone seems to settle. Missing kits this, missing kits that — Betonyfrost supposes whatever pity she feels for Smogmaw should stretch further than it does.

Her green eyes flick towards the medicine den. Her mouth thins, thinking.

"My heart is in that den," Betonyfrost says as her gaze returns to the journeying cats — what remains of them, at least, "And she wouldn't have the herbs she needs if not for what you've done." It isn't a thank you, but it is the closest to gratitude Betonyfrost remembers how to express. She straightens herself then, rasps her tongue a few quick times over her own shoulder, and then offers up a sharp and cold, "Chiledstar," before taking her leave.

//out!​

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