Redhawk Caldera a drop filled with memories

She could not remember ever hurting this badly and Meerkat didn't really know how to process her own emotions. Crying was a little foreign, though it was cathartic too, so she made no attempt to stop it. She softly sobbed, moving her fist up to her mouth to muffle the sound so she wouldn't wake the others. Tears slipped down her muzzle, drops clinging to the tip of her damp nose before falling into the snow and freezing on impact. She paid them no mind at all, too caught up thinking about Toad's final moments, her pain and suffering, all the lost potential.

A figure slipped up beside her and Meerkat hiccuped in surprise. When Fennec greeted her, she opened her mouth but only a miserable croak escaped. She struggled to get control of herself, clear her throat, but it took her several moments before she could manage to speak around the lump lodged there.

"It hurts so much," she whispered.