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The white tom bit back tears, gnawing into his cheek until it was nearly raw. Would he ever see his sister again, after Willowstar did whatever she would do to her? Why would his Clanmates accuse her, of every other cat in this Clan? He glanced momentarily at Frostbelly, feeling horrible already that he'd placed the blame on him, "I will," He promised, though his words only barely got out of his throat, and he could say no more than that. He hoped with all of his heart that Stormheart knew he didn't blame her, and just how emotionally deprived and gutted he was that she had been declared the murderer; and what if, though he knew it wasn't, it wasn't her? Then what would they do? Continue to exile innocent cats until their whole Clan was dead or loners? He let out a small growl and sat down, only just brightened by Skyheart's words. Strange that she had a way to do that, cheer him up, "Perhaps we could visit you from time to time?" He suggested out of nowhere, though he was still clearly agitated, as his twitching tail revealed.