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    "I guess everyone already said what can be said. But Mack, let me ask you a question... Would you ever have been able to forgive yourself if Iselotta had ended up dead?", Storm tilted his head slightly, but soon offered the deputy a smile. He was pretty sure it wouldn't really help him, but he hoped Mack would at least understand that no matter what he had done, you couldn't always avoid some sort of injury. And if he had to be honest, he'd rather have a physical one than a mental one.

    "I don't think you should go after them. Not in your current state", the leopard said as he arrived, just in time to see the vixen get up. He didn't know she had been dead, but he understood someone had tried to kill her. Why else would she be so eager to go after them. "Do you know who did this to you?", Storm asked as he briefly sniffed the air, scenting something out of place, but unable to say who, what or where. He would gladly die to have the nose of his wolf body again.

    Storm smiled faintly as he moved forward, aiming to let his tail rest on the male's shoulder. He would have hugged him if he had been in his wolf body. Now, it just felt strange, and so he tried to comfort the deputy with other subtle gestures. "No need to feel sorry. I'm glad you can show your emotions to us, not everyone is capable of doing that", he obviously wasn't talking about himself here, "And I can understand how you feel. I can't say it's going to be easy, but life's never been easy, right?"


    The snow leopard was quite certain that his eye was but a small injury. The real problem was probably somewhere between his ears, like with so many injuries. Feelings of uselessness weren't unknown to him after all, even in this 'confident' form he still had trouble from time to time. "You don't have to bounce back on your own. I know it doesn't really help but... We are here for you."

    "Technically, death is quite... strange. I died too, but returned in this body. Maybe she did the same, but her spirit simply returned to her old body", Storm replied, tilting his head slightly as he tried to think of an explanation. It sounded plausible in his own mind, but maybe the others would find it ridiculous. He just didn't really know what else it could be. "Ah... Maybe you should tell this to Sweetophelia, listen what she thinks you... we... can do."

    "Congratulations", the snow leopard smiled faintly as he arrived, just in time to hear the announcement itself. He didn't question the nervosity, he had never been pregnant after all, and thus it was impossible to know what kind of emotions it would bring up. "Storm, by the way. Nice to meet you."

    Storm was next to arrive, dipping his head to those who were there already before focusing on the vice-leader. He himself had brought a (small) gift, but he couldn't be sure if Orchid (or Ghost) was going to appreciate it. In fact, he hadn't really known what to bring, and so he had gone out and brought back some things for his 'children', the opossums, as he didn't know he had given one to Wisty. Not yet.

    "Pierce, take deep breaths. You're safe, we're here", Storm knew all too well what the vice was going through, but he couldn't say he liked the fact he knew. Not that he had had panic attacks as big as this one, but Storm was an anxious person who was in truth a scaredy cat (which worked now that he was a leopard), and his nights weren't exactly the easiest. Pierce's however, was much worse than what he had ever felt or seen, but hopefully he'd manage to get through to him.


    The leopard slightly went through his paws, flicking an ear as he tried to make some sort of eye contact. "It's me, Storm. Let's go home, shall we?"

    He remained silent as she spoke, growing a bit curious. Her words were carefully chosen, that much was clear, yet he couldn't get rid of the feeling that everything between the lines was the most important here. Of course, this was something the male was bad at, and so he had to concentrate quite hard just to try and understand what she was trying to say. "The past doesn't matter, does it?", the leopard smiled faintly as he tried to gently nudge the female's side. He knew what he wanted to say, but maybe some elaboration was needed.


    "What matters is what you feel... what you think... what you want right now", Storm explained, placing himself next to her to watch the sky alongside her. The sunset was always something he had loved. In bad times, the sunset had pretty much been the only thing he could rely on. It was always there after all. "In this life." She sounded like she still found him special, yet he didn't dare asking her straight away, afraid to get rejected a second time.

    "I used to come to these caves all the time. A good spot to train in, actually", the leopard's sentence was aimed at Ethereal, obviously, but a frown would soon appear on his maw. "I never visited this one, though. Mind if I come along as well?", the leopard tilted his head slightly, hoping they wouldn't mind. The book Ethereal had read about the caves was possibly the same one Storm had once read, hence why he had explored some of them in the past. Today he was simply here because he sometimes went down to the old territory to relax, and having seen quite a few moving towards the caves, he had grown curious.

    It looked like he was late. Taking a seat next to Wisteria, the leopard would offer the medicine trainee a faint smile. He wouldn't mind if she used him to sit against. What kind of a friend would he be if he didn't help her?

    Pierce looked really bad, and Storm couldn't help but feel bad seeing it. If this had been Wisteria, it would have been so much easier, simply because Wisty knew him. Simply because they trusted each other, or at least he believed she trusted him. He certainly trusted her. Probably more than his sibling right now. "Pierce... Listen... Let's get you home and then you can wait. I can carry you if you want. But staying out here, on your own... It's going to do more bad than good", the snow leopard said with a soft voice, shaking his head slightly as he spoke. He didn't know what Pippa had done to him, but it certainly looked like she had left him with a few mementos.

    //Don't worry, my muse isn't the greatest either


    Storm felt guilt as well, but probably not as much as Çelina. He had thought about it quite a few times and if he had to be honest, he believed he had made the right decision. Sure, he had been quite harsh, but he had done quite a few things to help her out. And in the end, she had left him for a second time. In fact, her words had hurt him a lot less than her second departure.


    Storm had just returned from a training session in the snow, panting slightly. He always tried to go as deep as possible, hoping he would be able to improve his endurance and his skill. He didn't expect he'd grow every single day, but he certainly aimed for a small improvement every week. Anyway, his eyes fell on his sibling's white fur. She looked like she was looking for someone, and for some reason he was quite sure he was the one she was looking for. Sighing, he decided to grant her wish.


    "Looking for me?" his voice was a bit dry and his eyes didn't show the excitement they had used to show when seeing his sibling, but at least he didn't show any sign of hostility. No, he would respect her, like he respected all Blizzardclanners. He just didn't love her like he used to. Or did he?

    "I was a paladin moons ago, I'd like to become a combatant this time", Storm said with a nod, deciding to answer the asked question first. He had been a lot different back then. More peaceful, afraid to fight... Becoming an apprentice of Akira had changed his mind though, and now he was much more of a fighter. He felt this was the path he had to take this time. "Congratulations everyone", he would add, a faint smile on his maw. He was glad to hear his apprentice had been promoted as well, Ethereal certainly deserved it.

    A spar to begin with? Afterwards/during the spar, they could start talking about something (Westeros, or something from Tama-Blizzardclan, I'm not really sure)?


    Maybe they can be friends, or sparring buddies, or something ^^ Nothing too special, hehe.