[poppy]

Dovefluff

It was weird. Seeing cats move on with their lives, living life and smiling and laughing. She was glad they were happy, but in her dull state, she couldn't imagine even cracking a smile lately. Her head drooped slightly at both Lioncrest and Galebird's glances and nods, and she felt her hollow, tear stained face (though she hadn't cried all day, she was all cried out and exhausted) slowly dip down to face the ground. Letting out a shuddering sigh, she kept to the back of the clearing, glancing around. Her face fell a fraction when she saw Morningcall, but she made no move to go over to her best friend, paws rooted to the ground as she watched the tortie greet her apprentice. I needed you yesterday. But I understand. You have other things to do. I just... wish you had been there. Rising to her paws, swiping to ruffle her fur to hide the violet circles under her eyes, the gray queen moved to the nursery entrance, sitting down so she could slip into the den the second the Clan was dismissed, and slip away to her empty nest. I want my babies. The thought repeated in her head as the grieving mother stood, ready for likely impending announcement of the new deputy and medicine cat(s), along with probable new Keepers as well, very ready to slip away as soon as possible.