Snowmink couldn't believe this. How could it be? How could it be?? Her home, her old home, sure, but still her home.. gone. Everyone was dead. They were /all/ dead. How could it be? Maybe she could've convinced the thorns to hunt more, maybe she could've saved them. She felt so guilty. and sad and alone and empty, like a puzzle piece was missing. but still she didn't cry. until she realized. it wasn't just brume, it wasn't just pebble, it wasn't just swan, it wasn't just sol, it wasn't just all these cats she'd held so dear. ..it was her sister, too. and then she snapped. all those tears that had been bottled up, locked away, escaped. and she cried and she cried and she cried what was she meant to do? xe were gone /seajelly/ was gone. they were the moon, she was the sun they were meant to stay with her forever, jello promised! how was she meant to love again? how was she meant to laugh again? if all of them were gone. forevermore so she'd stop grinning and smiling and loving. all love did was hurt. she'd just train, and train, and train. anything to make her sister proud. /anything/ at all.
Oml my poor child. her family, her friends, her sister, her everything is gone now. for the time being she's going to distance herself from everyone, afraid of making connections and drowning in her guilt and self-hate alone. if you have a friendly, cheerful cat, please comfort my once friendly, once cheerful baby.
