(EMBER POST) Loss of a Loved One

[Amber]

Opalstone trudged into the warriors den, taking a quick look around. It was barely dawn. Not many were up. She spotted Jackalfang, and padded over to him. Oh DreamClan, she wished she didn't have to do this. Jackalfang would be distraught when she broke the news to him of Sleetfall's death. Her eyes on her paws, she decided she had to be brave. Bending over him, she shook him gently, meowing, "Jackalfang, I have some bad news."

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The tawny colored tom stirred, a grunt coming from his maw. His eyes flickered open lazily as he lifted his head to look at the femme who had awakened him. "Hello Opalstone." He murmured, stifling a yawn. "What happened?"

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[Amber]

"Its...Sleetfall," she murmured, looking away. She paused, silent for a while. Her bright blue eyes with the multicolored flecks in their depths were littered with something else as well - sorrow. "She's...she's dead, Jackalfang."

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The tom said nothing, his brown eyes focused on something far off in the distance. "It can't be..." He whispered, his voice shaky. "Why her? Why?" He questioned, looking up toward the sky. Then the tom shook his head, looking back at the femme who had delivered the bad news. "What happened to her?"

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[Amber]

"She fell into the canyon," Opalstone sighed, "We never even found her body...She and Aridsand both died by falling. There were dogs, and Blackstar tried to save them, but apparently they and Brokendream fell and died. So many at the same time..."

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Jackalfang closed his eyes for a second, trying to stay calm. "No, no, no, no!" He yowled, getting louder and louder. "She can't be dead! She just can't be...." The tom clawed at the ground with his front paws, tears beginning to run down his muzzle.

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