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Originally Posted by woly

@RedHead @Lilly

Whisperblazes ears twitched, his heart dropped. He figured his mate wasnt going to tell him anything,its how he was when it came to things that were serious, didnt want others to worry and cause trouble. It was kind, he appreciated it greatly at times but he wanted to be there aswel. he didnt want to stick to the sidelines of Russets life, he didnt know many of his mates kits, had never met Shellfeather, hadnt even met his friends. He wanted to be there.
He turned around.
His heart dropped, and mouth gaped at the sight. Its couldnt be, fur trickling up against his spine in pure shock. Shellfeather. She hadnt seen or heard about the cats disappearance for over half a year,six moons. It was alot of time, everyone had moved on and had made their own reality around their lose. Whiserblaze had comforted Russet himself of his loss, it was a mourn that they shared silently everyday, no words were needed. But she was back now, their reality would soon again be changed and altered, and the first thought that came to Whispers mind was that he wasnt going to cut those changes. Heck, Shell and Russet were mates before,he remembered when the tom had first developed feelings for the other cat. It all felt like it was crumbled when the sight of her came to his gaze. he trembled slightly, his form shaking a bit in uncertainty. He didnt know what to make of this, he didnt want to lose his mate that he loved to his old mate, which in his mind rightfully had a point to be angry with him since she came back.
He looked back at him.
¨I-¨
he stuttered,cursing himself silently.
¨I have to go.¨
He walked away.

As she watched the quick exchange between her father and Whisperblaze, Cricketpaw remembered her own shock of learning that the feline was of interest to her father. She thought surely he might still be bent over backwards over her mother. But as she got to know the both of them, and saw they way they looked at each other, she had grown a soft spoke for the quiet warrior, and seeing him upset now nearly broke her heart. He was innocent in all of this; the only thing he had in this was unconditional love for Russetstar. And now, it appeared they both had a kit too.

With one last glare in her mother's direction, the young Bengal bounded after Whisperblaze, calling out to him as she got closer. "Hey," she mewed, her tone sympathetic as she fell in step beside the warrior. She let her pelt brush his slightly as a sign of comfort for the warrior. Being the Clan's next medicine cat, this was her chance to put some of the skills to use; not only did physical wounds need attention, but mental and emotional wounds as well. And not only was this one of her Clanmates, but her father's mate. When she had taken the oath to become the apprentice, Cricketpaw had also silently vowed to watch over her small family to make sure nothing else happened to them. Blinking her eyes to bring her thoughts back to the present, she turned them on the sullen warrior, hoping that he didn't mind her joining him to wherever he was going.