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"Well, I'm just trying to find my clanmates," she heaved a sigh and her eyes solemnly fell downcast. "And I think that there's a dead one down there..." she indicated the trench, the silhouette still floating along.
She did not dare look at the body, knowing exactly who it was as soon as the hen mentioned the death. "Which clan did 'jyou come from?" she peeped, trying to get a closer look at her from the dark of the night.
(...She knows who it is?)
The little white hen began to shiver as the evening's cold blusters of wind flowed over her and howled through the trees. "Talonclan," she murmured, quickly distracted by a loud noise nearby. "Look!" she called, beckoning for the chick as she peered over the hill. The limp body had apparently returned from unconciousness as the hen pulled her head out of the water. The white pullet beamed, "Auntie?! Auntie!!" she wailed, tears of joy welling up in her eyes. The chicken below wheezed and kicked her legs through the rampaging waves, which were beginning to finally calm down.