Hello and welcome to Purrgatory! We are an 18+ Warrior Cat Roleplay set in an AU where the clans were unable to leave the forest territories and perished!
It has been 100 or more years since then, the clans of the forest are but distant memories to any cats still alive, stories passed down to kits of strangely named wild warriors and leaders with nine lives but the time of the clans is upon us once more and the stars shine yet again.
"Where are you going?"
The SkyClan forest feels eerie with the knowledge of what had happened. Fitzgerald imagines the snapping of jaws, the barking of threats, the knowledge that canine fangs can break bones too easily. Perhaps the reality of the situation is only hitting him now, when there is a bit more privacy from it all. Teaselfeather and Stonepaw could have gotten injured beyond recognition... Sagesong could have died. Even Duskpool had been in danger, despite his best attempts at brushing the entire situation off.
Fitzgerald hurries past Duskpool and comes to a halt right before him—maybe that will finally make him stop, too. Or walk right over Fitzgerald. Whichever comes first.
"You- the blood on you is still fresh. That dog might sniff you out again out here."
He hesitates before continuing. "I hope this isn't 'cause you're blaming yourself? Is that it? Is that why everyone back at camp was so off?"
Fitzgerald knows he's not the sharpest tool in the shed, but even he realizes that there had been things left unsaid."These things... they just happen, and it sucks, but it's nobody's fault. Except for that mutt's. Everyone's breathing, aren't they?"
His words are less about comfort and more about logic; Duskpool surely responds to that much easier.