Sun Mote Copse I got a head full of sharp knives

Epic was a sensitive creature when it came down to feelings and emotions; he felt the air thicken with a mixture of sadness and grief. A heavy lump in his throat formed while the moments passed and the scenery unfolded in front of his every own eyes.

Nobody could replace a mother's loving touch and as she questioned what was wrong, although not so much with words Kiwi's grief began to grow to titanic proportions. She proclaimed that someone was dead and Epic couldn't help but to feel sorry and a want to comfort her. But it wasn't his place and he didn't know her that well. More importantly, Wildfire was here.

"I-I'm so sorry for your loss.." He wanted to say but no words came out. Instead he decided to dip his head in a farewell and give them some private time to get through these moments together.

[Epic out]