( TOO FOOLISH TO UNDERSTAND ) open, murder and temporary leaving

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    it had been an accident. at first.


    pitiful lovestruck albert. he didn't know what he was getting himself into. he had been stalking along the arid biome of their territory, when he came across someone who smelled strongly of the exiles. how could he have known it was a clanmate? albert launched himself onto the unsuspecting npc, taking him down and pinning him in one swift move. he had already fatally wounded him with a rake of his claws down his stomach. and then when he spoke blood came with it, "a-albert..." Albert froze. what had he done? he removed himself from over his clanmate, and broke down in tears.


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    [justify][font=georgia]It had been an accident? The murder, or injury of a clanmate could never e an accident, it could always be avoided, but no. Lucinda had been strolling along when it happened. That could have been my friend, or someone's family member. Thought the former nurse, her eyes wide when she looked down at the withering frame. "W-What... happened?"

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    "... What... what did you do..."


    Nevermind's voice was hair thin as she arrived on the scene. She was trembling and clearly shaken by the bloodied body and Albert that lay before her. She took a shaky step back and decided to repeat her question again, this time in a much firmer tone of voice. "What did you do?!" Her expression had become grave- terribly serious. Some might think it wrong for a child to speak to an adult this way, but... Nev did have the authority.


    She was, also, still scarred by her own murder. The child's tail lashed as she steadily approached the serval, recognizing the NPC as one of their own. He reeked of Exiles, yes, but that didn't change anything. The ensign simply fixed Albert a cold stare with her seemingly dead, pale-blue eyes. She didn't want to believe he did this- she didn't.

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    "it's not what it looks like!" he wiped the tears from his eyes, "i-i didn't k-know!" another sob racking his body painfully. "i did-didn't mean to..." albert cried, and cried. and by the time he didn't have tears streaming down his face, he was gone- ran off. to lord knows where.


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    ▮ Z E N I T H ▮

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    [justify]"Go and fucking run," she snarled after a moment of shocked silence, her claws sliding into the dirt underneath her. Albert, out of all the people in the world, killing a clanmate? It was like a game. A bloody, twisted game that Zenith had no idea how to play. The only thing she knew was that the good was evil, and the evil was supposedly good.


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    [size=8]Every heartbeat physically hurt.
    Albert. His brother. The only one truly left, the only one he loved-
    Committing a crime worthy of exile.
    It seemed unfair, to him. He didn't care for many people, and when he grew attached, this happened. Accidental betrayal in its bloodiest form.
    Imperialstar inhaled, then exhaled. His steps dragged, his olive eyes narrowed, his body fought for posture.
    He didn't even have a chance to say anything. Albert had took off before he'd found words, and so the wolf simply watched, numb, as his brother left. Just like Greypaw. Just like Azrael. Just like everybody he'd ever fucking loved. He wondered if Zenith was next. He wondered if she was secretly a spy, or if she'd simply grow bored, and leave him.
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    [justify][font=georgia]Lucinda began to pace around anxiously, rubbing her claws beneath the dirt as she did so, oh god this was horrible, Albert ws gone, Imperialstar was probably pissed off, everyone was mad at him. EVerything was falling apart.

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    Nevermind's gaze traveled to Panic and she swallowed thickly. "... I am not happy, either, but it is... For the best. ... He murdered one of us. He comitted treason. It hurts me to say this, but exile is what must be done." She explained darkly, her tiny body shuddering a little bit.

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    [justify]Hiro took a slow breath. He lowered his head, feeling tears well up in his eyes. Great. One more thing to fuel Imperialstar's rage, and, who knows? One day, the leader may even snap with this much chaos in the clan. Hiro shook his head, trembling. He didn't want to wait for that day- he was too scared to. Instantly the little Japanese Bobtail ran, going off to search for Rev.


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