Cinnamonpaw pressed his muzzle against Dawnpaw's shoulder. "I-I'm so sorry about Seastar," he mewed. He probably should have said hi or something but instead he just got right into it. "I know how close youtwo were so it must have been even more horrible for you." He sighed and looked over at Seastar again, quickly flipping his head back. It was painful to see their former, once-great leader-, Cinnamonpaw shivered before he could finish the thought. "You'll always have cats here that would miss you if anything happened," he really had no clue what to say. It was a mouse-brained tom thing for him but he was trying his best.
Phantomheart padded over to Seastar and placed his muzzle against his flank to say a silent prayer.