Boo Hoo.... (Corio's depressed?! OPEN)

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    Corio spent most of her days now sighing and moping, tears drifting from her eyes.
    Her gentle ginger pelt was nearly stuck to her floor, from how long she had laid there and cried. she left the door open- just in case. gazing out her carved window, she slowly got up, legs wobbly. She stuck her front paws against the base and lowered her head. Staring out the window, she cried. "Oh my love.... First me, then ours kits, now I cannot see you or them..." she said aloud, gazing at the trees and water and loners and prey and everything. She had joined scarclan as a child, a vowed her loyalty. but now, with her mate clans away, she could barely ever see him. As a tear drifted out the window, it soared through the sky, soon evaporating. But, Corio didn't care. She missed someone so much, nothing she cared about. Sighing, she walked Away, towards her floor, and sat, her ginger pelt soon flushing with her and she fell to the floor, eyes starting to fill with tears again.

    Turning her gaze to crimescene, she blinked. "Y-yes.... Just a bit.... Sad." She said blankly, she told no one about quoter and she would keep it this way.

    "Ah - I understand." She meowed thruthfully. I mean, born into a family of rapist, narrowly escaping rape at least four times, being currently disliked by all her friends -- Criemscene got it. "Want to talk?" She asked, hauling herself down.

    "That would be nice. Well, im corio Monduz." She said, a small smile on her muzzle. She found this cat- different. One she could talk to.

    "Nice name. My name is Crimescene. Don't remember my last name, one my family kicked me out of." She smiled, tail twitching. "Why'd you feel down?"

    "My.... m-Really good friend.... is sort of.... Very distant from me, and i never really see him- ever. I miss him." She tried to tell the truth, unsure how.

    "Oh.. I get you." The black smoke mau meowed quietly, nodding silently. "Maybe you could find some new friends in ScarClan? There's lots."

    "That's the thing.... He isn't in scarclan." she said, looking down. Corio thought about Quoter- She wouldn't join Scarclan, she wouldn't join bloodclan.

    "But, i do need friends. Do you any kind people in this clan- other than you- that are kind?" Asked Corio, changing the subject, she did need friends.