[align=center]Flora tossed her head back and roared. She was far from camp and alone, as far as she knew. But her voice was loud, anguished. Her family was gone, Libby had died, and her co-badassian was dead. The grief was more than she could take. Tossing her head back, she roared again. As if calling out to her long lost loved ones.
Stomp, stomp, stomp. {open}
- Flora Flamincato!
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Nico was caught in a bad mood today. He had a piercing headache and even a sore throat. Yes, somehow he manage to get sick. Well, people with depression were more prone to sicknesses, so that was expected at some point. However, instead of being in camp, he went outside for more peace and quiet. Unfortunately, once he was a good enough distance from camp, a distant roar sounded. He flattered his ears, obviously not happy to hear that. That meant that he had to go investigate and whatnot and honestly, he didn't want to go.But he did anyway. Nico followed the source of the sound, coming across Flora. He had seen her around at times, but he didn't know her name. "What are you doing?" He asked, making the question come out in the nicest way possible. Trust him, he would have said much more at this point.
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Fallenremembrance felt bad for Flora. She had been so happy when she was still in BlizzardClan-- but then it had all went downhill.
The half blind tuxedo stood beside Nico, a sympathetic look in her remaining eye.
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Matthew quietly trotted over, his invisibility turning off and on as usual. Stupid power malfunctions. Only offering a sympathetic glance, the silent feline awkwardly sat down.
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Mosaicstar wasn't screaming to the sky and she'd lost just as much, if not more. Her kits were long dead, just like all of her family. She only had a half-brother, adopted brother and adopted daughter left now. And the stepchildren, but they were all grieving as much as her and not always around either. Libby had been her mate and Rabbit had been her daughter-in-law once upon a time, and they'd been close. Of course, Maisie would be lying if she said she didn't want to just yell until her throat hurt. She'd screamed once about it, when she first found Libby. She remembered just screaming until she physically couldn't scream any more. Screaming in anguish. Screaming in grief. Screaming in pain because it had done a number on her heart. She wasn't going to scream again, even if she wanted so.#blizzardclanmosaic
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The husky apprentice heard Flora's roars, and the sound seemed to tear through him. He doubted he had done much to help when he had gone and died a while ago, but at least he had been able to come back. Silently he padded over, unsure what to say. He had never been great at comforting those who were upset, even back in his former life.
Wait. Rabbitcrossing and Librarynaps were dead? A pang of grief struck Simba's heart at the thought of the two, and he wondered how he had missed that. Well, he had been dead himself, but still. You'd have thought he would have noticed their absence, even in the brief time he had been back.
Awkwardly Simba stood there, trying to think of something, anything that he could say.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][size=9pt][font=georgia]"Hey! You're still alive?" Gilbert looked surprised but he was grinning. Gilbert never particularly liked her - hated her kids actually but seeing her was strangely amusing.
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px;][justify][color=black][size=9pt]crowtalon was pretty sure the deaths of librarynaps and rabbitscrossing were affecting everyone in the clan; after all, they had both been greatly respected and had been the friends of many of their clanmates. the jaguar trotted over silently, offering flora a solemn nod as he stood beside mosaicstar. he sort of wanted to just scream, too—to let all of his depression and stress out. but he just didn't have the heart.