[Poprock]

@littlelove
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"Depends how you look at it I suppose." She shrugged, not wanting to delve into all the despair she'd felt recently. The warrior wasn't sure either of them could really handle it. Besides, she could read between the lines. Cinderpaw reeked of self loathing and bitterness. Echosong wasn’t going to feed into it.

"You know, I had this apprentice Crowpaw. They were quite the trouble maker, a lot like you actually." She smiled at the thought of the two apprentices, two souls so different and so similar at the same time. "There was this kittypet that stumbled upon our territory a few moons ago and before I even noticed, Crowpaw was running up introducing themselves without a care in the world. It gave me a heart attack!" A fond eye roll accompanied the chuckle she let out at the memory. When weren't they keeping on my toes?

"They're gone now. Not sure where, not entirely sure why. Probably something to do with their sibling disappearing too. And it sucks. I grew really fond of that little booger. But you know what? If I ever see them again - and I really hope I do- the first thing I'm going to do is smack them upside the head. I'll probably yell at them for leaving, for being such a snot, for making me worry... all the things I've wanted to say since they left. If I don’t I… I don’t know how we’ll keep going. There will always be this unspoken tension that sooner or later will break us apart again. Whose fault will it be? I dunno. I don’t really care. All I know is if they come back I’m not letting them go again." Finally she looked over at Cinderpaw, the overgrown apprentice with too many scars (physically and mentally.) Blue eyes willed her to understand her uncharacteristically long, seemingly unrelated story.

"Anyways... I have to admit you're looking rough. Mind if I clean you up a bit?" She gestured vaguely at Cinderpaw with a wave of her silver paw.