#cilage

[friskyfantrolls]

corvus has died

>You whine pitifully and curl up next to the body. You nuzzle it and try to get it to wake up.  You just lost your matesprit, you don’t want to lose the highblood who- no, the friend, who took you in. The friend who fed you and let you live under his roof despite how inconvenient it must have been. 

c-corvus.. please vake up. ve have to go meet kriari…

> when the mention of kriari doesn’t wake him, you feel a tiny fiber of your being actually accept that he’s gone. Sobbing, you nuzzle your face into the nook of his neck and try to think of a way to break this to kriari. 

I’m so sorry I could not have saved you too…

>You’ve failed your matesprit, you’ve failed your friend. You’ve failed yourself yet again. 

[friskyfantrolls]

kriari has died

>You gently pick up the small body and nuzzle it softly. You purr for it and try to comfort it. You know Kriari is dead, but you also know kriari believed in the afterlife. Perhaps he’d appreciate this. 

do not vorry… I vill bring you home…

>Corvus isnt going to be happy at all. You whine softly and stand with the corpse, You hold it like you would hold a fragile grub, and you start to carry it back home to inform corvus of his terrible loss.

[friskyfantrolls]

cilage's matesprit is dead.