[Fawn]

"Willowpaw's dead," he blurted out like it was a secret that couldn't be held any longer even if the truth was lying there in her corpse. It wasn't related to the conversation, he hardly heard what Lionstar was saying.. but he had to get that off his chest, and he breathed a shuddering sigh. "I guess this explains why she hasn't been around in..." He'd figured something had happened, but it was nice to believe she'd just left. Despite his hurting heart, there was closure in the discovery.

Home sounded pleasant. Later, he imagined he'd be fretting over the deputy thing and the.. apparently apprentice thing. But that was then. Fawnsqueak's gaze lingered on her, debating. This was hardly a burial, but moving her... that didn't seem right either. He told himself that she had been an explorer and would've likely preferred it this way. "The ledge I came in on... it crumbled. Is there-- uh, how did you get in here?"

@BILL.