Cranestar gaped his mouth open in a wide yawn, showing off his pearly teeth. Hawkbreeze paused in grooming his fur, giving a small sigh. "Still thinking about her?" The leader meowed softly, attempting to comfort his grieving friend. Leafwhisker's death was... peculiar. She was at the bottom of a cliff, splayed out, with claws unsheathed. Had she just been clumsy? That sounds plausible- Leafwhisker was pretty uncoordinated- but Cranestar couldn't help but feel... worried? He had just become leader, what if Leafwhisker was murdered? A murder in his own territory would make Cranestar seem incompetent. A bad leader; a bad choice. But he couldn't voice his fears, at least, not right now. Saying anything like that would bring Hawkbreeze to hysteria.
"I was awful to her. What if StarClan did this because of me?" Hawkbreeze murmured. The tom didn't have to look over to know that tears were pooling in his medicine cat's eyes. "Hey, easy." He murmured, nuzzling her face. "You're a medicine cat,