[Neptune.]

*-Larkwing-*
She/her | 17 moons | Mind Reader - ACTIVE
A sleek dilute tortie she-cat with green eyes

She swallows, throat dry, not ready to be the one to deliver this news. "It's um- it's about Gingerstar." Stars what can she even say? How does one break this sort of news? "In the leader's den he's- he's dead, Mumblepaw." Larkwing searches the apprentice's face for his reaction. Devastation? Disbelief? "Falconfeather says it was a heart attack. I wanted to um... I wanted to tell you before the clan. So you wouldn't have to find out in front of everyone."

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[ set before the meeting ]
[ mumble - @vampire ]