how am i gonna be an optimist about this? ; open

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    The NPC messenger had just left the territory, and while Zamieć padded all over its tracks and trail as best he could to disguise the scent and therefore avoid being branded a traitor, his mind whirled. The messenger had been from SunClan, an anti-Clan that his own home despised, but the content of the message - of a demise - was still devastating to the snow tiger.


    His own sister, his most dearly loved sister and family member of all time, the Captain of SunClan, had died. Peppermint. Oh, Peppermint. He remembered when she'd taught him which herbs were safe to eat and which were not, after encountering a catnip addict. She'd been his Pep, and he'd been her little brother to take care of. They had worked perfectly together.


    Until she died.


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    The blue tortoiseshell would approach the male, tail flicking around a bit as her lips pulled themselves into a small, friendly smile as she murmured a greeting. "Hi." The single word rolled off her tongue smoothly before she was continuing with her name. "We haven't met; I'm Chasingpaw."

    Through their bond, Capital had felt the overwhelming sadness and worry that waved off of Zam. Trying to block it so she didn't feel so bad herself, the white she-cat trotted over, her ears bending back. Nothing her lip, the pregnant Promethean would seat herself, not even bothering to speak in the tiger's mind. Would her voice sooth him, if she art least said she was sorry for loss? She had a vague idea of what was happening, for Zamieć's thoughts raced around her own mind. Deciding to take a chance, Capitalnights whispered, Zam? Zam I'm so sorry...

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    "A-are you okay, Z-Zam? Y-you don't l-look too good." Tobi stated as she approached, shortening his name seeing as she didn't know how to pronounce his actual name fluently.