°°°Blüetäil°°°
||Featherclan she-Warrior||27 Moons old||Attracted to Darkpelt||
Bluetail looked to Flamepaw, and smiled despite herself at the irony of the situation.
"I'm the one who should comfort and help you, and yet you are doing it for me. You've lost your mother so young, and gotten permanently scarred. Your mishaps should happen to me, and not someone so young like you. It's not fair,"
She gave Flamepaw's torn ear a soft comforting lick.
"Thank you Flamepaw..." she said softly, allowing a few of her hot silent tears to fall.
It helped her feel a little better short-term, but she had to go and collect herself after all this. Her body, her heart and her soul were halfway through the death ritual for Leopardfur because she was so convinced that she would never see her again, and now the spotted she-cat was back so suddenly. It was like she was back from the dead, and her already frayed nerves were close to losing it completely.
A voice made her look up, and it was Darkpelt.
"O-oh...Y-yes certainly," she said softly and looked to Flamepaw once more with kind blue eyes and a comforting lick to the young she-cat's head, "I'll be back shortly ok Flamepaw? We can go and do some adventuring when I'm back if you'd like. I'll show you my favourite prey areas and teach you my tricks if you'd like to do that too?"