Everything Sucks [[Open]]

Olivelily sat by the ShadowClan entrance, her usual lively green gaze now dull and blank. She wasn't interested in anything anymore. She didn't care about being a warrior, or who did this or who did what. She wasn't constantly trying to make everybody happy anymore. It just took too much out of her to try and act like her normal self, so now, she was sitting with her usual sleek fur looking ragged as she waited for others to join her on the patrol Littlebrook had made her lead.

The young flame-colored warrior noticed the spotted fur of a she-cat that seemed to go on a patrol soon. Since the wounds of his paws were already recovered, Firestone trotted to Olivelily, smiling even if she didn't seem so happy. He understood why she was like that... she lost her father without any warning... it must be really painful. "Hi, Olivelily! Are you going on a patrol? Mind if I join you?" He asked, politely, waving his tail from one side to another.

Willowheart plodded over to Olivelily, giving her a long, sympathetic look.

Although the black-and-white she-cat missed the leader of Shadowclan dearly, she could only imagine what her old friend was going through.
Willowheart lost her mentor, her idol, but Olivelily lost her father. If Silentstorm died... Willowheart wouldn't be able to manage.

Although Willowheart wanted to say something deep and meaningful, to try and get Olivelily to cheer up,
she could only muster a half-hearted "I'm ready to go when you are,"