[BEAR.]

@Raywood

Satisfied that Cakeless's wound was cleaned, and content with keeping his muzzle burrowed in his fur, Bucknight sighed. "Hardly feel powerful." Dying was draining, and being torn open by a fox left a bitter taste in his mouth. Not being able to protect his C- friend wasn't a thought that improved his mood.

He wasn't wrong. Life without him would be dull. Bland. Colorless. ""Why would I appoint a new warrior in your place if you died?" The concept was absurd to him. "No one could replace you." He'd known him for the majority of their lives. They grew up together; friends since the flooding that destroyed the tunnels and brought Cakeless to Omengaze. It was solidified by their mentor/apprenticeship.

He'd always been there. The one consistency in Bucknight's life. The only cat he wanted in his life. Time wouldn't change that.