[ @arden ]
Mistypaw padded towards the entrance of Kestrelstar's den, her paws being barely able to move. She had become very solemn now that she knew of Stormtalon's death. He couldn't be dead. He just couldn't be. He had honestly all this time felt like a father to her, and she was not ready to let go. Definitely not.
"Kestrelstar?" the apprentice whispered, for the first time in long opening her mouth to speak again.