Forestpaw couldn’t help but feel as if there was something off about this cat yet seeing as she had no reason to distrust Pikefang she ignored it. She had assumed that it was just another one of her nervous worries...the ones that cats mocked or told her to ignore. She’d finally taken their “guidance” and had tried to quit them. Unbeknownst to her all of those escape plans, worries, and nightmares might holds truths and uses. “
Alright..thank you Pikefang!” She mewed before letting out a tiny gasp. “
Is this starclan!? Did I die? Oh no, no, no!” Forestpaw asked. Since Pikefang had said she was the FORMER deputy the russet she-cat assumed the former deputy was well...dead. No. No. No. I have to get back to my family....I have to...even if only a couple remain...
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Larkstripe Forestpaw is over here having a panic attack while Pikefang is trying to get her too be useful XXzXD )