"Greetings, sister," the starry-furred tom said, stepping out to stand before Daisypaw. Goldenpaw had a wistful smile on his face, both proud of his littermate for her accomplishments and sad that he couldn't be there to tell her in the living world. His pelt was perfectly unmarred, not a hair out of place, in contrast to the bloodied body that was brought into WindClan camp not many days before.
He leaned forward to touch his nose to his sister's forehead. "I suppose I should ask if you have any questions for me. About life, living, becoming a warrior, the likes. I have to admit, dear sister, that I am no more wiser than I was when I was alive. But I will do my best to help. And..." His gentle smile faded, tail drooping. "I am sincerely sorry for leaving so soon. Tell Mother and Father that I love them, please. And...tell Adderpaw that he will forever be in my thoughts and in my heart. I regret not being able to tell him that before I passed."
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