[Ian]

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Vixensnarl
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Had she failed? Vixensnarl could have sworn she felt something when she had tried to pull Hawkbite from his dreams. Yet, he wasn't here. She was about to give up when the shape of a figure caught her eye in the distance, coming closer by the second. Hope bloomed in her chest, though it was shadowed by wariness. The cat's silhouette could be Hawkbite, but it also could be anyone else. Vixensnarl didn't know if she could die again in the afterlife, and she wasn't keen to find out.

Luckily for her, it was her brother, and in an unusual expression of emotion for her, Vixensnarl's shoulders slumped in relief. "Hawkbite..." she started hesitantly, unsure what to say. Apologies weren't in her nature, but she owed it to him. To ShadowClan. To Dawnstar. She had been a failure in her last few moons and it tore at her heart every day.

"I'm proud of you. You've gone farther than I did. I'm sorry I'm not a sister you can be proud of."

@SuspiciousMindz