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Originally Posted by littlelove

Every bone in Cinderpaw's body begged to stay here, to rot into the ground beneath her as she stared at the remains of what was once Thunderclan. That was, until she heard the cries of her clanmates, her kids, from down below.

Dammit. Shouldering her two passengers off of her back, the dead-eyed apprentice stood. She was tired, so so tired, and yet she trudged along as always. Back to the edge of the sinkhole that had swallowed all that Thunderclan still was. She stared down into it numbly, almost begging for it to swallow her too.

And then, something within her clicked to life as she finally saw faces just below. There was Dovefluff covered in dust, and Sandpaw, and... she saw Bumblebreak pad away from the new mother and apprentice on unsteady to tend to a group of squabblers grouped in with the rest of the clan. Bewilderment painted her face. They were still in danger! What the hell was she doing?!

Her face twisted in frustration and disgust towards the new deputy as she made her way towards the two herself. Stupid stars, stupid sinkhole, stupid... everything! As her paws touched the now rocky and uneven ground, she beelined towards Dovefluff's kittens. Carefully, she nosed them around, sniffing and checking for any injuries... who knew what happened to them during their great tumble. Cinderpaw stood over the kittens, ready to take two of them into her jaws to carry them back to safety - before she realized she should probably check on the other two as well. She couldn't forget to stop what the cats here were perfectly fine with just continuing.

"Are you two okay? Do either of you need a ride up?" She asked, eyes flickering between the kits and the rest of the clan. "I can-- I can carry two of 'em." Carefully, she took two of the (terrifyingly fragile) kittens between her jaws, nodding gently to offer the queen or apprentice a ride back to safety.

[ @jupiter @tallulah IDK WHERE THEY ARE SO IM SORYR IF THE LOCATION IS WRONG LOL ]

Firekit leapt away from place to place, rock to rock like she had learned to in Starclan. She nearly fell, and did. luckily it wasn't a far fall and she had landed near Cinderpaw. She scrambled across the dirt as it tumbled towards the deeper parts of the hole in clumps. The fighting spirit in her, the one that kept her alive during the coup even for a few more seconds to hear the end of Sootflare's story, is what brought her to Cinderpaw who was helping out some others. "I'm sorry I didn't get to you sooner! I heard you call for me but i was in a different den!" She yelled in a hoarse voice before looking up at the sky. "D-do you need help?? What do I do?" The small rusty kit hollered over all the yells from the surface, her eyes fearful for the first time since the coup. This clan never catches a break, do they?