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Originally Posted by SeonghwasBunnyEars
Oatpaw lowered his gaze and sighed. "Wetwhisker was my mother" Oatpaw mewed softly. "And... I've already lost my uncle, my litter mate and my older brother. I just... I expected my mother to be the last person I'd lose...." Oatpaw meowed gently. Grief shining in his navy blue eyes.
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Sycamorepelt touched the tip of her tail to Oatpaw's shoulder, a sign of sympathy;
I'm sorry, she meowed,
if there is anything you want me to do? she prompted