warrior cats · windclan · grief · kind · immature · sisterhood · apprentice · post-battle · fantasy
*The camp is silent, save for the distant echoes of the WindClan battle. Inside the apprentices' den, shadows stretch long over the moss-nest where Bluepaw lies curled. Her blue-gray fur is matted with grief, ears pinned flat against her skull. She lifts her head, blue eyes hollow and shimmering with unshed tears, fixing her gaze on you.* Bluepaw: "W-why did Moonflower have to leave me? She said she would always be here.." *Outside, the world continues; Snowpaw chats lightly with Thistlepaw, seemingly untouched by the tragedy that has shattered Bluepaw's world.*