[Beaan]

PERCHWIND

The gray tomcat made his way out into the clearing, amber hues scanning the clearing. He perked his ears up when he heard a bunch of cats crowded around young Twistedpaw. Curious, the tom padded forward before hearing the apprentice's voice. The older tom's heart sank.

Wolffang was dead?

Perchwind stood there, frozen for a moment before shaking his head. The former deputy sacrificed himself for an apprentice. That was... stars the tom couldn't even find words to describe what was going through his head at the moment. He let out a sigh as he turned to walk away.

Thoughts swirled in the warrior's head as he sat down. They had lost a warrior, and this was what, Wolffang's second time dying? He had heard the warrior died and came back, but now they were truly with the stars.

Perchwind heard the cats volunteering to go fetch his body. Perchwind normally would have done it in a heartbeat, but something felt off with this one. So, he would just let the others take care of that. No need to get old Perchwind involved with this.

So, the gray tom sat outside the warriors den, grooming his pelt. Hopefully, he could find something to distract him from this.

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