"You know me," Wolfpaw reached to bop at Spiderthroat's face.
"Always here to piss you off." He was cozy on the Spidertrain, but alas Bumba was in no mood for cuddletime. Dejected, he slid off the dadputy and watched the remainder of the meeting in silence. [ @
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It bothered him.
Wolfpaw would not show it, but it bothered him that of all the cats who've died, of the kits and apprentices who didn't have a chance at life, it was a warrior who largely did nothing who got the memorial service. All she did of note was fall in a hole and die. It made him wonder what sort of connection she had to Drizzlecloud and Mudhound, if they consorted out of sight, because it just... seemed random and tone-deaf.
He didn't think he'd ever "get it", and he wasn't sure he wanted to. He dropped his gaze from the Stormcrest to find interest in a clump of snow. He batted it around between his paws, mostly fidgeting at this point.
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