[Abyssopelagic]

Originally Posted by Trouble

A shocked look formed on Ebonypaw's face. Sugarapple was dead!? He barely knew her, but he still felt bad. She was supposed to be his adopted mother! She was who he was given to when he was found on the territory! He looked to the closest cat. "This isn't real, right?" he choked out. @Kipo Oak

Originally Posted by Estelle

Primrosepaw wasn't paying much attention to what was being said in the meeting - the apprentice had gotten caught up in an attempt at a imaginative communication with a stick. Yet suddenly the youngling's ears flickered and she turned around by the mention of Sugarapple. Mama One! She wondered why commanding voice two would mention her and another. There seemed to be a sudden shift in the air that didn't settle right with the tiny calico as Sootstar continued. It was something... Not-happy. And eventually Sugar was mentioned again, and again, and it only confused Primrosepaw more and more. She frowned, head tilted, ears angling in different directions to try to catch any hints on what may be happening, but she couldn't hear anything specific.
She was silent for a few moments, but then got the brilliant idea to just ask Sugar herself! She would know what.. Illed and... All those other words were. "Sugar?" Primrosepaw listened for a reply but none came - perhaps she didn't hear her "Sugar?" she'd turned towards where she hoped the nursery was, but still nothing "Sugar!" Primrosepaw called out a last time, quite a bit louder. She couldn't understand why the molly wasn't replying to her - truth be told, what Primrosepaw had to understand was that Sugarapple was no longer there. But who could blame her for not understanding? She'd been kept away from any mention of such until now. She didn't know the meaning of 'killed'. She would soon, probably, but now it only left her confused and... Unhappy? No- Worried.

Originally Posted by :Grimmlin:

Sparrowskip put his head down as he heard about Sugarapple. His mother... gone. He had never really had anything against ShadowClan before but this, made him hate them with a fiery passion. He would definitely be at that vigil tonight.

Flyfur finally padded up to the Clan meeting, misery weighing in her stomach like lead and gripping her lungs like a briar. From the looks of shock across the Clan, Sootstar had already announced Sugarapple's fate.
Several faces in the crowd stood out to her and her heart sank, recognizing it was possible they'd forgotten some of her other adopted kits.
She got up, despite having just sat down and stopped by each one of them to comfort them.

She approached Primrosepaw first and let out a soft mrrp sound to indicate she was approaching. She didn't know if the apprentice was blind or just not visually aware.
"Primrose. Prim. I'm a friend of Sugarapple's. You called out for her, but I'm afraid she can't come to you. Would you like me to help you instead?"
She could only assume Primrosepaw didn't understand death. It wasn't uncommon in younger cats or even slower cats and some where just sheltered, but right now, she simply wanted to ease the apprentice into the truth as gently as she could.

Eventually she padded over to Ebonypaw, interaction with Primrose on her mind. Without much of a word, she just presses closely to the apprentice.
"I'm sorry about Sugarapple. Were you two close?"
Perhaps small talk would make things easier for him. He seemed the kind of cat.

Finally, Flyfur ended up to Sparrowskip. This was a conversation they'd had before and more words couldn't cover the emotions, the stress of it all, so she attempts physical affection. She leans into him, pressing her side to his and just sighs heavily, unsure if she should remain quiet or offer some words, but it felt empty and meaningless to rehearse old conversations, so she just sat next to him.