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The kitten had left on a lonesome hunting trip, which was intended to last about a week. However, he'd gotten lost and wound up stuck outside territory for about a month in a half, now here he was... An apprentice walking into an old, unforgotten territory. He looked around just to be sure, as he was a little skeptical as to whether or not this was the place he'd been raised in or not. Ah... He sighed in relief, closing his eyes for a brief moment. What was a month, seemed like a whole year to him and he was just glad to be back. Unfortunately, his happiness was cut short when he'd ran all over camp in search of his family only to find that most members were gone. He began to tear up, anxiety taking over before he remembered that Sayaka often enjoyed traveling to Blizzardclan. He looked up toward the islands, slowly walking that way before his ear caught wind of an NPC having a conversation with another. "Is that Lucilion? Oh, look... It's the ex-leader's son... I wonder if he's heard the news yet." One voice ringed. "It must be horrible finding out that your mother is dead after you've been gone for so long..." The second voice replied. That caused him to turn around, whirling toward the leader's place of rest, amber eyes searching frantically for his mother. "Mother?! Where are you?" He called out. He'd feel even worse knowing that he'd missed her funeral, or if it turned out that he were the cause of her death.
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