[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=transparent; color:; font-size: 9pt; text-align: justify; overflow: auto; width: 450px;]A part of Firpaw -- or, well, Brokenpaw -- was repulsed. The name his mother had graced him with, the name he had grew up knowing himself as, was gone. In an instant. Replaced with the reminder of his horrendous injury by a female he respected, but didn't know very well. Her words were almost kind, saying that he needn't be upset and that this injury was a reminder of how far he'd come, to survive an accident that he knew he'd never survive without the help of his clanmates. Without Breezepaw. Taking in a deep breath, the newly proclaimed Brokenpaw would glance self-consciously at himself, at Adderstar, and then, finally, on Breezepaw. She had stood next to him, yelled with him before; laughed with him, smiled at him. He loved her smile so. But what would she do now? When he was lost, when he felt stranded and strained, he looked at her for guidance. He was doing it now, in the silence that followed Adderstar's announcement.
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