The starry ebony tom-cat dipped his head towards Heatherbird, giving her a long look before he decided to continue. If he were to give the news before she was bound to wake up, it would have to be now. With a deep breath Cobraspirit braced himself for her reaction. "I don't wish to trouble you or upset you in anyway. It is Starclan's will that we must soon have Patchkit join our ranks," The tom-cat paused allowing her to take that information in. He understood what it meant to lose a brother, but for a queen to lose a kit... that was something he'd never understand. "Patchkit may not have a chance to be a warrior, but I promise I'll take good care of him here in the stars," Cobraspirit finished. His voice never cracked or hesitated. It may be heartbreaking to say, but the ebony feline would rather Heatherbird know and be prepared than allow her to lose a kit overnight... whenever that may be.

"Oh Heatherbird," The ebony tom-cat began to speak. He wasn't sure how to comfort her, although within the moments she took to react, he had moved closer to her, resting his tail upon her shoulders gently and letting her grieve. Although Patchkit was still laying in the nest when she would wake up. He didn't mention it, not wanting her to snap on him, although he'd understand if she did. Cobraspirit was quite surprised that the she-cat hadn't asked a whirl or questions or denied it. That was normally the case.

The starry warrior gave Heatherbird a soft lick on her ear before drawing away. A sort of mist formed around his paws and he knew it was time for Heatherbird to leave. She was waking up and he couldn't stop her. "Please try to understand Heatherbird. I mean not to hurt you," the tom-cat paused, aware that his figure was beginning to fade into the territory. "Frogspirit will help you through this," Cobraspirit promised with sadness clouding his yellow hues. "Spend time with Patchkit now, he loves your attention more than you know,"

Cobraspirit's outline faded away. The last to disappear were his yellow hues and the white star on his chest. The starry warrior was gone.

[To The Nursery Now?]

Originally Posted by starfall (Post 45250) Cypressmoon flicked his ears and looked up, spotting a she cat the old tom picked himself up with a grunt and began to pad twords the she cat "hello, welcome to starclan, what might your name be?" He asked politely, his tail flicking back and fourth as he waited for a response Fromm the worried she cat.

Originally Posted by Sharppaw (Xxwolfie) (Post 45255) Dawntail, a she-cat, formerly of riverclan, herd the she cat crying. And walked over to see what happened, she noticed it was a new starclan member. "Hello I'm dawntail... is something wrong?" The she cat was familiar to dawntail somehow.

Originally Posted by starfall (Post 45273) @Spirited Darkness Cypressmoons golden eyes wavered with sadness as he let out a chuckle "yeah,my former apprentice killed me."he said, sadness dripped from the words and dispare laced them. The old tom shook his head and put a smile back on his maw "weird isn't it? Being dead and all,but you'll get used to it eventually."he sighed out as he sat himself down with a grunt.

Originally Posted by starfall (Post 45500) Cypressmoon blinked at the she cat then shrugged "probably not, my body's probably burning in the fire right about now so she could cover up her pawprints." He said, sadness laced his words. The tom looked down, untold emotions danced within his golden orbs, his breathing almost halted for a few minutes. Then spontaneously, all of the depressing emotions passed, and were replaced with positive emotions "how about you?" He questioned "Wanna tell me your story? Then I'll tell you mine." He proposed, wrapping his tail neatly around his paws.