[Fawn]

Fawnsqueak's stomach churned at the descriptor and shot Lionstar a disapproving look. "Geez, man. You could at least try to... have tact." Closing his eyes, he inhaled and tried to envision a nice memory with Willowpaw before exhaling, deflating. Grief was still alight like embers, but he knew they couldn't linger forever, an echo of whatever Lionstar was saying. The specific words were lost to him.

With a numb nod, he indicated for Lionstar to lead the way, trailing behind on autopilot as his heart hurt. It felt wrong to leave Willowpaw behind, alone in this seaside cave with nothing but an ocean view. When he spoke, it sounded distant, and he hardly recognized it as himself. "So, the 'star cats'.. are they, uh, nice up there? Like, good company?"

@BILL.