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With Bluegorse's response, Duskstar gently nudged him to his paws, leading him to her den. Once inside, she crouched on her nest, giving room for the young warrior to lay beside her. Her eyes shone with concern for the tom, wanting him to be comfortable. He seemed to slowly be calming down, which was good, but she wanted to be sure that he would be alright before dealing with the situation at paw.
Mintfrost was dead- it was obvious their body would not be recovered, given that they had fallen from a cliff and she did not trust sending any of her warriors down to join them. It was far too risky, as much as she wished to give them a proper burial. But she could make an announcement, give a vigil for the warrior and send a patrol to check that the wolverine was gone. For now, though, her focus was on the sad blue tom. "It'll be alright, Bluegorse," she mewed quietly, "it was an accident. Accidents happen all the time. I'm sure Mintfrost doesn't blame you for his... his death."
She really needed to work on her comfort tactics.