Reds swaying in the hanging lichens

Lichenfang pulled herself from the elders den a small smile masked her true feelings.  She had just lost Honeyspark and not long after her was her daughter orchidfeather but she left behind a kit and that pained her to know that her granddaughter was without a mother but what bothered her was she handy seen much of Reedheart so she looked around quietly

The golden tom was looking at his paw, depressed and lost in his own mind. His twin was dead... it felt like half of his soul was taken away from him in the moment she left. Shrewheart’s death was painful enough to leave him weakened and quieter than usual but now that Honeyspark and Orchidfeather were dead... what motivated him to keep living? He failed Cherrykit... he failed Honeyspark and he failed his clan. All because of Riverclan... the clan that continued destroying the life’s of his clanmates.

Reedheart could his fur bristling, letting the sadness being replaced by anger. But as soon as his green eyes met his mother’s, the tom relaxed once more. The warrior approached her with a sad and concerned face. ”Hello, Lichenfang. What are you doing out here? Is better for you to stay warm in the elder’s den.”

Lichenfang blinked and looked to her son. She smiled some as she seen him or tried to but she was glad that he showed up."huh oh no I'm fine I need to stretch my legs or I really will be older then I am"She joked attempting to hide the deep embedded sadness. "And I've been cramped up in there too long I don't get a whole lot of visitors anyways unless I come out here"she mewed.

OOC: I’m so sorry for the big delay!!

IC:
Reedheart lowered his ears clearly sad by her words. He felt guilty for not visiting his mother as often as he should. ”I’m sorry... I should visit you more but after Honeyspark’s death... I haven’t been feeling well...” He mewed at the brink of tears of sorrow and anger.

The warrior shook his head trying to focus and then he fixed his eyes on the elder once again. He smiled sadly before speaking again. ”Sorry... do you want me to bring you something? Moss for your nest? Something to eat?”