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    [size=13pt]"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."[/size]

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    [fancyimage]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/Them…=default&layer7=undefined[/fancyimage][align=center][sub][color=white][font=book antiqua][size=7pt][c] timber [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 277px][sub][color=white][font=book antiqua]His mother was dead.




    BloodClan had killed his mother and he didn't know what to do, he didn't know how to handle it. His synthesia was gone now, he missed it like he missed his mother. He should have been there to protect her, to help Cataclysm protect her. He didn't blame the caracat for her death, he blamed the whole of BloodClan. No one understood his mother, no one ever would and that was what pissed him off. So Permakit simply paced. He paced along the floor in front of the bed, but that wasn't good enough. No, he could feel himself get angrier and sorrier. An amazing amount of grief would build up inside of him, causing him to let out a roar and drag his claws along anything he could reach. Pillows, walls, paintings, clanmates, anything.




    After what seemed like forever, the savannah was laying curled up in a ball on the messy bed, narrowed eyes staring out the hotel window. He should have been there to help her. He should have been there to help Dearlea through it. No one was going to see him upset, he'd simply block it with his wall again. However, he was sure to snap if someone were to mention the wrong thing.[/fancypost]

    "Permakit?" She meowed tentatively, seeing her brother curled up on the bed, various objects that looked like they had been clawed apart surrounding him. "Are you alright?" Peppermint asked, worried. She didn't know why he was so upset, because she had no idea that their mother had been killed.

    [size=13pt]"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."[/size]

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    [fancyimage]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/Them…=default&layer7=undefined[/fancyimage][align=center][sub][color=white][font=book antiqua][size=7pt][c] timber [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 277px][sub][color=white][font=book antiqua]"I'm quite alright, Peppermint." he grunted, not moving to even look at his sister. He didn't want to be the one to tell her that their mother died. Besides, would she even care? No one seemed to care, perhaps he should keep it to himself. . .[/fancypost]

    "Don't lie!" She hissed softly, noting that he wouldn't look at her. "Obviously something's wrong." Peppermint said, concern showing through her tone. "You can tell me." The albino meowed, padding over to Permakit. What was it that had caused him so much upset, and so much frustration that he had turned to shredding most of the objects in the room with his claws? It was so unlike Permakit.

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    [size=13pt]"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."[/size]

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    [fancyimage]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/Them…=default&layer7=undefined[/fancyimage][align=center][sub][color=white][font=book antiqua][size=7pt][c] timber [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 277px][sub][color=white][font=book antiqua]"Normally I wouldn't lie, especually to you, but sometimes lying is necissary." the savannah would pat the spot next to him, hoping she'd come and lay with him before he told her. "But I guess I shouldn't lie when it comes to this. I just don't want you upset."




    It was easy to tell that Permakit was struggling to pick the right words and try to play it like he wasn't upset. He'd clench his teeth and blink, still staring out the window. "Mother is dead, Peppermint. . . She might come back, heck, she might be back already, but she died."[/fancypost]

    She lay down at the spot, worrying over what it was. And then she heard him say it. It took her a moment to realize what he had just said. Mother was dead. Emotions flooded over her, and she let out a gasp. And then the tears came.


    Mother was dead. Burying her face in her paws, sobs escaped her maw, and tears kept streaming down her face. "I-I'm s-s-orr-y M-m-mot-ther..." The albino savannah mumbled, barely audible through her crying.


    "N-no t-this c-can-n't be h-happen-ning," She raised blue orbs to meet her brother's brown optics "P-please t-tell m-me t-th-is isn't t-true." Peppermint meowed to her brother, fur plastered to her face by tears.

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    [size=13pt]"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."[/size]

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    [fancyimage]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/Them…=default&layer7=undefined[/fancyimage][align=center][sub][color=white][font=book antiqua][size=7pt][c] timber [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 277px][sub][color=white][font=book antiqua]Permakit tried to gather his sister in his paws and cuddle her, hopefully easing her emotional pain. "Shh. . ." he murmured, beginning to rock back and forth with her. At first he didn't want her to say sorry. They both left Mother for Permafrost and SunClan and now they were sorry about it. Once she was dead they were sorry.




    God, did he need some sibling comfort right now.[/fancypost]

    She felt Permakit gather her in his paws to comfort her in a hug. She felt sudden fear and upset. It was as if everything she had known had gone. Trying to stop her sobs, she managed to calm down slightly, tears still streaming down her face silently as she looked up at her brother. "B-but h-ho-w?" The feline gasped, because she had to know.


    OOC: I have enough freshkill to buy the sibling bond now! c:

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    My muse died ;n;]




    "BloodClan."[/fancypost]

    His answer explained it all. Mairead must have returned to Bloodclan, only for them to kill her as soon as she crossed the border. It set her off crying again and more tears continued to flow down her cheeks and drip onto the floor. Mairead. Her mother. Gone.

    OOC:     yay, bought it! now peppermint has the character bond <3

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    [size=13pt]"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."[/size]

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    [fancyimage]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/Them…=default&layer7=undefined[/fancyimage][align=center][sub][color=white][font=book antiqua][size=7pt][c] timber [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 277px][sub][color=white][font=book antiqua]Permakit would tighten his grip on his sister. Did Permafrost know? Did he even care? No.




    The savannah only burried his head into Peppermint's fur, anger and greif making him unable to speak. He didn't know what else to say. Perhaps he had to tell the rest of his siblings.[/fancypost]

    "W-what about Dearlea?" Peppermint meowed, remembering their sister. "I-Is s-she alright?" The albino asked, words muffled by her brother's brown savannah fur.

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    [size=13pt]"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."[/size]

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    [fancyimage]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/Them…=default&layer7=undefined[/fancyimage][align=center][sub][color=white][font=book antiqua][size=7pt][c] timber [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 277px][sub][color=white][font=book antiqua]Permakit inhaled a shuddering breath. "I don't know. Peppermint. . . I-I don't know what to do." it was the first time he actually didn't sound older than he really was.[/fancypost]

    Blinking several times, she mewed, voice slightly steadier than before. "W-we need to tell the others." Their multiple siblings and half-siblings who obviously didn't know that Mother was dead yet needed to know. Mother was dead. She thought, having trouble to keep herself calm, before continuing to speak. "Even if not now, soon." She concluded, trying to stop the flow of more tears from her wide blue optics.

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    [size=13pt]"The enemy of my enemy is my friend."[/size]

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    [fancyimage]http://warriorcatsrpg.com/Them…=default&layer7=undefined[/fancyimage][align=center][sub][color=white][font=book antiqua][size=7pt][c] timber [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; overflow: auto; width: 250px; height: 277px][sub][color=white][font=book antiqua]"I'll do it now. Better now than later." sighing, he'd rise and leap off the bed.




    [low muse, I'll make the thread][/fancypost]

    Nodding, she got to her paws and followed her brother, deciding that she should be there to tell the news too. "I'll come with." Peppermint meowed, voice shaky but determined.


    (ok)

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