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How many days has it been? Two..five, seven? She wasn't sure now that her mind is muddled. The tortie only took a simple trail like always but once turning back, her mind played games with her. One path doubled, blinking she ended up in field close to the thunderpath. Her paws carried to a home that was no longer her own.. Then it turned into a heap of mess like being trapped in a spiders web of thoughts. Luckily, Sugarapple caught a familiar scent and the river.
Limping forward into Lionstar's den, head hang low in confusion and guilt for being absent for so long. Silence filled the air until her grey chest flowed with air, inhaling before speaking. "Hello Lionstar. I apologize for being gone for so long.. I got lost along the way," her mew sounded airy and low, averting eye contact to stare at the ground or wall. "I-Im sorry."