I hate doing this - O, Enderglow is dead - I hate my life

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 112px; height: 385px;] [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 291px; height: 365px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=black][size=7pt]"just think for a moment, mystic. what would enderman say to you? from what i've learned about him, i'd bet he'd tell you to stay strong and that he'll always be there with you, in your dreams and your heart," she said, a half-hearted smile forming on her lips. "and that you shouldn't let his death be the death of you as well. or let it cause anything else bad to happen in your life."

    "Mystic!" Called Red as she ran over and nuzzled her new 'friend'. "Don't forget the present I gave you. The locket with a picture of him. He'll always be with you."

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    [align=center][size=8]The alabaster serval's heart shattered at the sound of her little boy's voice... Their little Leaton... So unknowing. She had to focus on Nidalee to keep herself from just collapsing in a wailing pile on the ground. Sapphire eyes moving to her son, a choked cry escaped her, "I'm so sorry Lee," she whispered, voice cracking as she bent down to lick his forehead, "That's Enderman sweet pea... That's... You're dad."

    [size=8]Lee was devastated. Taking a step back, the once-golden tom went pale. This couldn't be his father! No, no, no! The demons had killed his dad, and they would kill him next! "That can't be him!" He cried, starting to bound away with tears streaming down his face.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 350px;]I fucking knew this would happen. Damn it! Turning to Magni, the feline bowed her head in thanks, "I appreciate your offer and I trust you'll see to it that he's buried in a lovely place... Thank you all," she murmured. The Wyvern Squire couldn't state much else before she raced after her young son, calling after him before he did something reckless.[/fancypost]
    [size=6pt]graphic + fancypost © stormfields[/size]

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor= black borderwidth= 5px;border-radius: 100px;background:url(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic…Xfs-7Eo379bAb2yMBDbjgfePQ);;][fancyimage]https://lh4.googleusercontent.…707341serval_cat_face.jpg[/fancyimage] "What's going on," the golden hued she-cat asked, watching her wimpy brother and her mother shoot past her away from the gathered crowd. "Okay, who told him he looked fat? That's my job," the African kit commented, a snicker plastered to her face as she remained ignorant of what upset her sibling so. "No but seriously..." Bliss ran up to Nidalee, trying to peer around the akita only to see something just laying there, "Who's that?"

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 360px; font-family: georgia; font-size: 10px;][justify]"bliss. stop it. this isn't time for joking." marina snapped, narrowing her eyes. she was sick of this bitch's shit, and refused to put up with it anymore. her multi-personality disorder was starting to shine. and with a final, sightless glare, she pelted off after her boyfriend and his mother.

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor= black borderwidth= 5px;border-radius: 100px;background:url(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic…Xfs-7Eo379bAb2yMBDbjgfePQ);;][fancyimage]https://lh4.googleusercontent.…707341serval_cat_face.jpg[/fancyimage] Wow. Way to be a shit face about a fucking question. The golden serval snorted in annoyance as the bitchy, blind feline ran after the other two, leaving her question unanswered so she felt no need to stop in her attempts to lighten the mood. Bliss rolled her eyes before looking back up at Nidalee, expecting an answer from at least someone, since Mari proved useless once more.

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 112px; height: 385px;] [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; bordercolor=; width: 291px; height: 365px; overflow: auto;][justify][color=black][size=7pt]"he's..." no, she couldn't break the news. not to her adoptive daughter's kitten, not to anyone enderman was close to! but they would find out eventually, wouldn't they? now would be better than later so the grief could pass them quickly. "he's your father."

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor= black borderwidth= 5px;border-radius: 100px;background:url(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic…Xfs-7Eo379bAb2yMBDbjgfePQ);;][fancyimage]https://lh4.googleusercontent.…707341serval_cat_face.jpg[/fancyimage] Almost immediately, she started mentally denying this news as it reached her ears. Jade gaze flicking to the lifeless obsidian being, a frown tainted her young features as her mind tried to process this through. She'd hardly even met him... And this was him? This was the Enderman that mom always cooed about? Moving hesitantly forward, the golden serval couldn't see any of herself in the dead melanistic male and hadn't even bonded with him to grow too attached. But it did hurt... Why did it hurt? No one ever hurt her feelings like this. Before she could realize it, her cheeks were wet with fresh-staining tears, No wonder Lee was crying... "He's not coming back... Is he grandma," she questioned quietly, the thought like a stab in the back. There would be no more daddy...

    Two kits down with the news. Five to go.


    Blue gaze appeared among the crowd, their voices muttering words and sentences
    before the sight of his mother and brother along with that blind chick running off.
    Celtic was confused about the lifeless being, due to his view being blocked off
    by the larger animals.


    "Why is everyone crowding around this?"


    The colourless serval asked, Why was leaton running off suddenly? Why was his girlfriend
    even following him? Unaware of who really was, the white tom just watched the forms
    of his mother and sibling run off without explanation.


    "What wrong with them?"


    Instantly, he was disinterested about the subject altogether. This was probably
    just some dead serval. Right?

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor= black borderwidth= 5px;border-radius: 100px;background:url(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic…Xfs-7Eo379bAb2yMBDbjgfePQ);;][fancyimage]https://lh4.googleusercontent.…707341serval_cat_face.jpg[/fancyimage] Bliss, not known for showing her emotions or compassion, looked at Celtic with misery in her emerald gaze. "Cel," she mewed, shortening his name in her own way, "That's... That's dad.." What kind of bullshit was this? Fate had already screwed them... and Mysticglow probably wouldn't be doing so well with these events to recent. "He's dead Celtic..." She wasn't nearly so nervous to announce it... She wasn't going to lie to her brother.. This was Enderman, their second parent and he was deceased... He'd never come back and they had no one to call daddy.

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    /lame post

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=7pt]"I'm so sorry, Mysticpaw," Elisa murmured as she padded up to the scene, seeing the she-cat and her younglings mourning over the serval she never knew. A frown formed a thin curve down her muzzle and a shaky sigh escaped her jaws. "My condolences, all of you . . ."

    [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][font=georgia]I told you. I told you all; there's something wrong with the ice. Talisman kept his thoughts aside as he looked upon the scene in horror; another cat taken by the ice. [b]"Where are the medics? someone get the medics!"

    [fancypost borderwidth=0px][justify][size=7pt]Elisa turned sadly to Talisman. "Vhy bother?" she asked him with a small shrug, a melancholy expression on her face. "He's gone."

    Bliss' words fell like rockets upon the white tom's ears.
    No no no. This wasn't right....this wasn't right. This wasn't true, why was his
    own sister lying to him? What kind of SICK prank was this?



    "No......He's not dead..."


    slowly his words were small and simple, energy was slowly draining
    like water from his intense gaze.


    "Why are you all lying!"
    Taking a step back, the tom finally got a good look around.
    Their expressions, their sorrys. It was all meant to hurt and trick his
    mind into believing this....this......crap!


    "LIARS, ALL OF YOU!"


    His voice rose, more power and volume at every word he uttered.
    Celtic was done with these lies, done! with that, he ran off.



    [fancypost borderwidth=0pt; font-size: 7px; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; width: 400px; color: white]And so, a medic arrived. Oh no...Oh no no no no... She thought to herself, horrified at the sight of the dead Enderman. He was dead already, and nobody could do anything to help. "I-I'm so sorry."

    [fancypost borderwidth= 0px][font=georgia]"He might be bloody dead, but it doesn't mean that Mystic doesn't need help! She just lost her mate and fiancee!" Talisman growled, narrowing his eyes, as he looked to Swanpaw. [B]"Is there anything you can do for Mystic?"

    [fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor= black borderwidth= 5px;border-radius: 100px;background:url(https://encrypted-tbn3.gstatic…Xfs-7Eo379bAb2yMBDbjgfePQ);;][fancyimage]https://lh4.googleusercontent.…707341serval_cat_face.jpg[/fancyimage] Celtic had never screamed like that and she knew it. Bliss frowned, ears flattened as she watched yet another sibling race away in despair. Mom's got some work to do... It wasn't just Mysticglow that would have to grieve, the Wyvern Squire would have to help console her fatherless kits too. Looking to Metro, the golden serval sighed softly. Elisa was right... There was no point. Enderman was dead and the previously sobbing silver serval had already fled the scene after Leaton.