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Originally Posted by Megan
Tawnykit moved around the starclan camp, still wondering where they were at. 'Why did i have to die?' thought the former Windclan kit. They had died from greencough and their mother wasn't even there for them. They glanced over at Greyfrost with a bit of a shiver, scenting starclan and Shadowclan on the tom. Tawnykit walked over to him with a bit of a limp, almost tripping over a rock on the ground. "Er...Where are we?" asked the agender kit wuth a slight tilt of her head.
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Greyfrost was torn from his thoughts by a soft voice, and turned to see a small trembling kit. He felt his own anxieties dissipate and he crouched down in front of the kit, smelling the scent of her Windclan origins clinging to their fur. Greyfrost was a cat who had embraced fatherhood easily, and seeing them so scared immediately brought out is paternal instincts. Greyfrost sat down in front of Tawnykit, and mewed in response, "We are in Starclan now, young one. You are safe here. What is your name?"