Re: Lionsden
Fawnsqueak didn't know either but was hesitant to give him options to choose from, preferring Lionstar to have the ability to identify it himself. Perhaps it was guilt for enacting the raid, over the dissolution of their friendship, or maybe he was questioning himself since it hadn't came off well in the eyes of some of their clanmates.
Stirred by his comment, he winced. "Yeah, it's weird that he's gone." But the part about him rotting in ShadowClan territory had him shrugging, and he pointed out, "I don't know, he'd just be underground somewhere if he wasn't there." Fawnsqueak wasn't convinced that it made a world of difference presuming there was an afterlife, but he supposed Lionstar's own experiences had made it more real to him. "You know, you could just ask him. Like.. go to the Starcave and find out what he wants you to do."
When asked directly if it was right, his ears tilted back, gaze averting. Contemplation silenced him for several moments. "I'm not sure if going back is actually that... viable? Under the circumstances." Even if they were only present to collect their dead, he couldn't imagine taking that risk when ThunderClan was ready to swing blows at them in ShadowClan's defense. There was another bout of quiet between them until Fawnsqueak swallowed, dying to know and dreading to ask,
"...Is this because you guys never made up?"
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