It was night, and soon the sun would be rising, but none of that registered to Redhawk as the warrior stumbled out of the den and towards the fallen tree where Bumblestar slept. Tears kept falling and her breath was coming in ragged. Small hiccups left her as she finally made it to her leader's den. "B-B-Bumblestar?" she called in a strained voice, wincing at the fact that she was likely waking the leader up. But - stars above. Her heart was beating fast and her paws felt tingly and she... she didn't know who else to go to. Plus, her sister had wanted Bumble to be aware of her fate. This had to be done.

Stumbling through the den on shaky paws, Redhawk paused for a moment once inside to collect herself. Her eyes were watery and the tears continued to spill from her eyes and onto the floor of the den. "SSS-Sorry, I..." Hiccup. She had to catch her breath and steady herself, what with her uneven breathing and ruffled fur. Finally she lifted her misted gaze towards her leader, praying to the stars that she wouldn't be too mad for the intrusion.

"I-I-It's my sss-sister. Gentledoe. SSS-She... ss-she... she came t-to me just n-now, in a d-dream." A couple more hiccups. Shaking shoulders. More tears. "...She's dead." There was more to the story, because Red wouldn't be able to just sit here while knowing where her sister's body was. No, she needed to bring her home, give her a proper burial under the willow. "SSS-She wanted me t-t-to... t-tell you..." Squeezing her eyes shut, Red tried her best to reign in the grief she felt. It was monumental; the hope cracking and breaking and practically drowning her.

[ @dino. ANGST TIME ]

The amount of relief that washed over her upon learning that she hadn't made Bumblestar mad by waking her up (unbeknownst to her that the leader had never really been asleep) was immense. Redhawk sniffled as she attempted to control her breathing, the tears not stopping. "I-In the outskirts... p-p-past ThunderClan's borders, near the Thunderpath." She hated the way her voice sounded - like a scared kit who was looking for their mother.

But her leader was agreeing to go get her, Red hadn't even needed to ask. Admiration poked through the wall of grief that rose up around her and she nodded numbly, gratitude in her gaze. "T-Thank you, Bumblestar... C-C-Can we go now?" Hiccup. "I d... I don't wa-ant to lea..." Hiccup. She didn't want to leave her sister and she wanted to say that to explain the urgency but her throat felt too tight to get any words out. It was probably mouse-brained, going out this late - or this early, considering the sun would likely rise soon enough - but Red couldn't think about anything outside of getting Gentledoe's body and bringing it back home.

[ @dino. ]

beetlewing, holding timberkit in their jaws, nosed into the leader's den. ' hello? bumblestar? ' their voice was muffled, so they placed the kit down, keeping one eye fixed on her. they didn't know why, but they needed to keep this kit safe.