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Robin-chan
swallowstorm tightly shut his eyes and rested his chin on his mates head and held him close. The silver tom licked ripplewiskers forehead, trying to soothe the dark furred tom. 'Im sorry, im sorry, im sorry.' These two words kept racing through his mind as dark images appeared in his head. The silver tom continued to comfort his mate as he lay there wounded, and swallowstorm lay with him, unable to do anything.