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But when Damsonflower cast his stone, she thought her heart had stopped in fear of breaking. Her stone face cracked and her eyes filled with anguish, "Damson," her voice was small and distant. Staying was so kind and selfless of him, but it was also stupid and reckless. She flexed her claws into the hard dirt and blinked back the tears that had filled her eyes. Damn kit was truly her grandson, there was no talking him out of this. She looked at him with a mix of pride and grief. She swore to herself then that she would do whatever she could to make sure his sacrifice wasn't for nothing.
And so the old cat stood, gathering herself tall and proud, doing her best to seem strong. She was sure of her decision. She pushed her way toward the pile of rocks, looked her leader and Skysong in the eyes before casting her stone.
"As I said before, I will not go." And with a flick of her tail, she returned to her sisters.
@Subducting
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