At Long Last, I Can Tell You I'm Sorry

It had been several days since Silverfang arrived in StarClan after her tragic death to the dog found by the gorge. Sweet had done all she could to avoid the aggressive molly whom she saw as an enemy up until this point, feeling uncomfortable around the cat who helped her son murder her. She knew Silverfang didn't like her at all -- in fact, it would probably be safe to say she absolutely detested her -- but she also knew she couldn't hide from her forever. They were still Clanmates above all else, as well as members of StarClan. There was no way to avoid her forever, so she figured she'd might as well break the ice so that it would hopefully become a little easier to talk to her for seasons to come.

Approaching the large tabby-and-white molly sitting in front of the Wishing Pond, Sweet's tail flicked behind her apprehensively. Gulping the lump in her throat down nervously, the sleeker brown queen settled down next to her, about a tail-length apart from her, and looked down at the pond to watch the beautifully sparkling fish swim around in the clear water. After a soft clearing of her throat, she softly mewed, "...I'm sorry about what happened to you, Silverfang. It ... It can't be easy having someone you thought you loved betray you.... I know it isn't...."