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Fernkit crossed the border making her way to the camp. She must do this. There was only one thing that Fernkit could think of to make up for what she had done to her. Fernkit had to get a proper burial for her friend that passed away before she could say sorry.



About 10 feet from the Syndicate camp, she stumbled and landed in the dirt. Fernkit tried getting up but didn't think it was worth it. She slowly started crawling towards the enterance of the camp until she got up and walked the rest of the way inside. Once there, Fernkit tried to find that closest cat, which turned out hat cat was Applewing. "S-silver-silverpaw is dead," she whispered mostly to herself.