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d o e- the ROYAL Aug 22, 2014 2:57:52 GMT

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Post by ᴙσЬίη | ɠσɭɖ | Ьʋʐʐαᴙɖ on Aug 22, 2014 2:57:52 GMT

"I know that there's a place for me somewhere in the world. I guess I'll just have to get up and find it."

**Name{s}:**

Doe | ~~Doekit~~ | ~~Doepaw~~ | ~~Doespring~~

Suffix: Being that Doe's father was a Clan cat, her mother, Rose, still had the prophecy name dream. Rose dreamt of a stag, a male deer; a doe, a female deer; a fawn, a baby deer. She would have three kits, and their names would be Stag, Doe, and Fawn.

**Gender:**

She Cat, Female.
**Age:**
14 Lunar cycles { 1 Year, 2 Months } - Apprentices' Age.
**Scent:**
Strong scent of Mint and Cocoa.
**Breed:**
California Spangled x Norwegian Forest Cat.
**Shares Blood With:**
Stag, Fawn, Jayflight, Squirrelfire, Ferretfall, Shellfang, Junebug, and Pippy.

{ Such mating in this family. Darkknight mated with like.. 4 females. x'D }

Fawn { Right } : { Full Blood Relation } { Deceased- cause of death: Hit by a car }.

Stag { Left } : {Full Blood Relation } { Deceased- cause of death: Hit by a car }.

Jayflight: { Half - Darkknight }.

^^ Role played by: †Jayflight† ^^

Ferretfall: { Half - Darkknight }.

Squirrelfire: {Half - Darkknight }.

Shellfang: { Half - Darkknight }.

^^ Role played by: ||Shellfang|| ^^

Junebug { Left }and Pippy { Right } : { Half - Darkknight }.

^^ Role played by: Mortebb ^^

**Mothered By:** Rose {Deceased- cause of death: Suicide}.

**Fathered By:** Darknight {Missing- cause of disappearance: Unknown}.

**Mother To:**
---

**Intrigued By:** ---

**Gaze Stolen By:** ---

**Tail Twined With:** ---

**Heart Forever Belongs To:** ---

**Happily Wed / Engaged To:** ---

**Heart Broken By:** ---

**Birthed To The Clan Of:** ---
**Forever Loyal To:** ---
**Has Taken The Rank{s} Of:** Loner | Kit | ~~Apprentice~~ | ~~Warrior~~ | ~~Mentor~~ | ~~Mother.~~

**Currently Ranked As:** Loner.
**Strives For The Rank{s} Of:** Mother.
**Supervisor / Mentor To:** ---

**Previously Mentored:** ---

**Personality:**

-Obnoxious:- she is just completely annoying; sometimes unpleasant to be around.

-Loud:- with an ear-piercing voice, when she talks, she never stops talking, nor is she quiet about it; booming.

-Arrogant:- having or revealing an exaggerated sense of her own importance or abilities; superior.

-Playful:- she is fond of games and amusement; lighthearted.

-Warmhearted:- Doe is very sympathetic and kind; tender and loving.

-Enthusiastic:- she shows eager enjoyment, interest, or approval; passionate.

-Broad-minded:- she is very tolerant in her views and reactions; not easily offended.

-Responsible:- she has an obligation to do something, or having control over or care for someone, as part of her job or role; in control of.

-Independent:- she doesn't depend on another's authority.

-Patient:- she is able to accept or tolerate delays, problems, or suffering without becoming annoyed or anxious; uncomplaining.

-Ambitious:- Doe shows a strong desire and determination to succeed; power-hungry.

-Resourceful:- she has the ability to find quick and clever ways to overcome difficulties; ingenious.

-Loyal:- giving or showing firm and constant support or allegiance to a cat or group; devoted.

-Dictatorial:- having or showing a tendency to tell cats what to do in a strict way; bossy.

-Conceited:- excessively proud of herself; vain.

-Sarcastic:- marked by to use irony in order to mock others.

-Rebellious:- Doe shows a desire to resist authority or control; defiant and disobedient.

-Clumsy:- Doe is awkward in movement or in handling things; graceless.

**Health:**
- Scars: None, really. Only a few small scratches found here and there around her body. Fur missing on right shoulder, and fur on hind left limb is finer and thinner from being burned off.

- Injuries: Broken hind left leg, a long, deep scratch beginning at cheek and going up to ear.

- Mental Tolerance: 69%, Triggers - Pretty much everything. Just mad and hating everyone. Will only tolerate her kin and Jayflight, along with any of his friends or family.

- Physical Tolerance: 0%, She can't even walk, therefore, she wouldn't be able to withstand any attack and would immediately fall. Any hit to her head would mostly kill her.

- Previous traumas, Injuries, Illnesses, etc.: Flood really terrified her, broken leg, now a servant to Vinny.

- Over all condition: Severe.

**Strengths and Weaknesses:** _/10 { When in average condition. }

- Swimming: 2

- Running: 10
- Agility: 10
- Flexibility: 9
- Strategy: 7
- Medical Knowledge - 2

- Hunting: 8
- Climbing: 3
- Combat: 5
- Stamina: 10
- Jumping: 8

**Preferences:**
- Season: Winter.
- Food: Largemouth Bass { Fish } and Wigeon { Bird } .

- Location: BoulderClan hills.

- Weather: Chilly with lots of sunshine. Or cold with heavy snow.
- Hobbies / Occupations: Exploring, serving Vinny.

- Personalities: Adaptable, playful, and open-minded.

**Extras:**
- Doe is terrified of rivers and large bodies of water -
- She finds it hard to not be the dominant -
- Never stops thinking about the Clans -
- Finds it hard to leave her loved ones behind and move on -
- Has the voice of Maggie Elizabeth Jones -
- She's terrified of bugs -
- Loves to sleep -
- Hates the taste of rabbits and hares -

**Voice:**

**Backstory:** { Much Detail: Beware Death Scenes }

"Why.. look, Darkknight! They're suckling!" the spotted she-cat purred, nuzzled up against the large tom-cat that stretched silently beside her. "Oh.. that's, um, nice. What's their names again?" the ginger maine coon muttered, reluctantly leaning forward to gaze down in utter /hatred/ at the three bundles. "Stag," Rose mewed, a moist nose touching one of the larger newborns. "Fawn," the mother mewed in a hushed voice, sleek tassel resting atop the second biggest kit, coat identical to Stag's. "And.. Doe." the she-cat whispered, stroking the smallest kit's ginger coat before bending over to lick her mate's cheek, but, he pulled away with a grunt. "My, my. Looks like /somebody's/ in a bad mood. What's wrong, dear?" the former kittypet mewed, sadness dulling her bright emerald pools. "Sorry, I'm just.. stressed. These apprentices in BoulderClan.. ugh. They're driving me /nuts/! Especially Jaypaw. I /despise/ that kid." the tom-cat hissed, emitting a sigh before drawing loving licks to Rose's muzzle. "Alright. Don't let them get to you, hun. Will you stay with me, tonight?" the rogue begged, loud purrs escaping her maw. "Hm.." Darkknight pondered, a wide grin meeting ear-to-ear across his large head. The couple pressed close, Rose curled around her kits while the clan tom rested his dome onto his mate's back and fell into sleep.

*Thump!* "Wha-?" Rose gasped as she hit the ground, blinking many times until her vision cleared. "Darkknight?" the female whispered, leaning up from where she had fell over- falling over in the first place since the tom wasn't there to hold her up. "D-Darkknight?" Rose cried, fore paw stretching out to press down onto the moss where her beloved had laid. Still warm. "Darkknight!" the lass yowled, three kits now awake. The she-cat breathed in, the musky male's scent still fresh. Oh, he probably just had to get back to camp earlier, and didn't want to disturb me and the kits. Rose thought with a smile, bending over to the precious, barely one-ounce kits. "Shh, sh. Momma's here." the femoria purred, sleek tail herding the bundles closer. "And Daddy will be back soon, little ones." the she-cat breathed, flopping back onto her flank before falling back to sleep, silent mews singing her to sleep.

Four days had past, and Darkknight hadn't come back. The kits had opened their eyes, except for Doe. Rose began to panic about her mate, that he had gotten caught with her or possibly killed. No. He's the biggest, strongest tom in the forest. He couldn't possibly be /dead/. Just busy, with his Clan, probably. He'll be back. Rose sat up, soreness tight in her muscles and stomach. "Oh, aren't you just cuties!" the mother purred in delight, lowering down into a crouch to cover Stag and Fawn's faces with soft licks. Doe just continued to be asleep, curled up in a tight bundle barely the size of the mother's own /head/.

"Darkknight!" Rose gasped, joy sparking her heart as the large brute pushed into the small, bush surrounded den. "Hello, Rose." the warrior mewed, not bothering to return a loving gesture as his.. one of /many/.. mates took her time to get up and nuzzle him. "I thought you would never come back. I was so worried! Look at our kits. Aren't they perfect?" Rose whispered, curling her tassel around Darkknight's neck and guiding them to the three kittens. They were three months now- Stag and Fawn rolling around while Doe just sat silently and pawed endlessly at a dead moth that she had caught. "Papa!" the she-kit's small head shot up as the maine coon approached, darting over to her father to curl around his paw. "Wow, Mama explained you /perfectly/! I didn't know a cat-" Doe began rambling on, but was interrupted at Darkknight's thunderous words. "Yes, yes. They'll make /perfect/ warriors of BoulderClan. Rose, that's why I came. I want to make our kits warriors of BoulderClan." the tom purred, head held high and proud as he pulled fore paw away from Doe, leaving her to topple over. "What?!" Rose shrieked, nuzzling Doe away to stand in front of her mate. "You think you're going to take my /kits/ away, and take them to those horrid Clans?! They'll be killed!" the mother hissed, turning to her three ginger kits, who now huddled in a mortified bundle. "They're /our/ kits. And I'm they're father. They're better in a Clan then out here. They'll be safe and sound, with plenty of food- and other queens to look after them!" the tom-cat assured her, trotting over to Doe before picking her up by her scruff. "No!" Rose, Doe, Stag, /and/ Fawn screamed all at once, in unison. Doe squirmed out of her father's jowels and landed to the ground, heavy tears now streaming down her cheeks. "Are you crazy?! No! I will not let you take my kits away! That's why you became my mate, isn't it? So you could bring more warriors into your stupid, puny Clan! That's it!" Rose screamed, stepping forward to push the tom out of the den. "Get out! And don't come back!" the rogue hissed, saliva flinging at Darkknight's face as he tumbling out of the den from her furious kicks. "Fine! When they're all dead, don't come complaining to me! They'll be safer in a Clan then out her, with you!" the titan roared, racing away until he disappeared from sight.

"And, that's why, kits, we don't trust Clans." Rose purred, gazing down at the 6-moon old kittens surrounded her. Her stories were all lies, just to make her kits never go near Clans or trust one. Of course, the story of when Darkknight went to take them away was true, but she did add some lies of him trying to murder her. Every story, every night, was a made-up tale, proclaiming the Clans were evil and blood-thirsty, willing to kill anyone in there way. Kits, queens, elders, anyone. They would kill. "Mama, why did Darkknight want to take us away?" Doe mewed in her silent, sweet voice, excluded from Stag and Fawn's play-fight pile. She was never fond of playing and being rough, more interested in listening to Mother's stories. "All that tom wanted to do was to have kits, and then bring them into the Clan so that you would fight, and kill. Just so his Clan would become bigger and stronger, and take you away from Momma." Rose explained, shuffling to lay down and groom the runt's long, tabby fur. "Ew! I would never want to kill /anyone/, or fight. I want to be like you when I grow up. Have a mate of my own and kits, and we'll live happily, /ever/, after!" the she-kit squealed, jumping up and down obnoxiously so that her littermates silently taunted her. "Alright, alright. Let's get some rest now, okay?" Mama mewed, breaking away Fawn and Stag's playing to deposit them by their nests, while Doe scurried over to curl up beside Rose's cheek.

"I'm going to get you! I am!" Doe giggled, chasing after a large butterfly while Stag and Fawn mocked her from behind. Rose seated herself by the river, grooming her paws with a watchful eye over her kits. Doe finally leapt up, swatting the insect to the ground and cupping her fore paws around it. "Mama! Stag! Fawn! I got it!" the she giggled, long tail swishing to and fro in joy. "Come! Come look!" she cried in delight, unable to keep still. "Yea, yea, yea. /Sure/ you caught it." Fawn teased, Stag joining along in chiming laughs. "Fox-hearted fools." Doe mumbled, releasing the monarch so it flew elegantly away. Her siblings never really liked her, always taunting her about her smallness and teasing her about her skills. At least Stag was a little bit nicer to her, and would always ask if she wanted to play before Fawn started screaming 'no!'. They were of /course/, bigger, better, and smarter then her, as Fawn made her recite in secret while Mother wasn't listening. "Listen, kits, I'm going to go find ourselves some mice. Doe, will you keep a watch on your brother and sister?" Rose mewed all of a sudden, trotting over to Doe to lick behind her ears. "Why Doe?! Shouldn't Stag or me watch over /Doe/?" Fawn hissed, defiantly stomping over to her Mother with Stag following behind. "Doe will watch over. If I come back with you arguing with her, you'll be in /big/ trouble." Rose ordered, touching a moist nose to each of her children's cheeks before leaping away.

"Yea, /Doe/ is in charge today, kitties!" Doe yowled happily, creamy chest fur strands bristling up proudly while she raised her dome. "Yea, whatever." Fawn muttered, dragging away to huddle with her brother. After a few moments of the two whispering, Stag walked back over to Doe. "Doe, we're going to go to the ThunderPath, want to come?" the brujo purred, nudging Doe's fuzzy shoulder before bouncing back over to Fawn. "Um.. sure?" Doe muttered, following her littermates and racing after them while they switched to a run. Stag was half the size of Rose, and Fawn just a little bit smaller. Doe was half the size of Stag, yet, the fastest of them all. They were 9 moons old, and growing quickly.

Upon meeting the road, Doe, Stag, and Fawn sat at the edge, gritty, smelly earth spraying at them every time a monster went by. "You know how /long/ I'm going to have to bathe myself?" Fawn complained, a paw covering her nose to block out the horrid smell. Silence rang again until a large, bright scarlet monster started rumbling from afar, yellow headlights blazing like fire at the black surface. Then, a hard shove to her shoulders sent Doe tumbling onto the road, sliding onto the rocky surface so that it scraped her pads and knees, and peeled the flesh from her shoulder. "What are you /doing/?!" she screamed at Fawn we had toppled with her, getting up with an insane glow distorting her orbs. "Getting rid of you!" he she-kit giggled, stomping down on Doe's fore paw so that eerie crackles split at her toes. Pain shot up her paw, each toe broken. The monster's lights blazed down from only a few yards away. The hot, rocky platform burned at her fur, stung her eyes, and blocked out her sense of smell. Pain scorched through her body, cuts and scratches spotted around her body. "No! No, no, no!" Doe screamed as the monster came nearer, panic over coming her as she struggled to get up, while Fawn tried to kick her back down. Stag stood their frozen, aside the road as he watched the scene unfold. His sister trying to kill off his other.

"Rose doesn't want you!" Fawn shrieked, head-butting Doe back to the ground. The monster would be there within seconds. "No!" Doe cried, leaping up with the strength she had left and scrambling past Fawn, most likely shoving her aside to get to the side of the road. Doe huddled past the yellow streak at the road, paws covering her eyes as the monster thundered past, the booming noise pounding in her eardrums.

Then stillness.

Utter silence.

Besides the heavy breathing from Doe, everything was utterly and completely silent. "Fawn?" Stag's horrified mew rang out, and Doe sat up and turned around. Fawn was laying on the hard surface, a pool of blood puddled around her small body and stomach completely open. Her sleek tassel stuck up while her stomach and abdomen was flattened, blank eyes popping out in unbearable pain, and then a blank nothing. "F-Fawn?" Doe muttered, struggling to get up. The road's heat burnt her paws and stung at her skin; blood trickled down her shoulder that was missing fur; cuts and bruises spotted her body from the fall. But Fawn was dead. "Fawn!" Stag cried, racing over to his dead littermate, while Doe sat there, mortified, silent, still. Her sister tried killing her, and instead, her sister killed herself. "Stag, w-we got to go!" Doe sobbed, slumping over to her brother to look down at Fawn's distorted, bloody body. "No. I'm not leaving." the tom muttered, shaking to sit down on the burning road. "Stag! We /have/ to go! Another one is coming!" Doe shrieked, head twisting around like an owl to look at the racing monster, headlights blinding her. "C'mon!" the she-cat urged, nudging her brother up as she began to race across the road. It seemed like a whole age passed before they made it over, the monster just missing them as it rolled over Fawn again. "Oh.. gosh. Thank the ances-" Doe began while turning around, but Stag wasn't behind her. "Stag! This isn't funny." she hissed, limping back over and peering through every patch of tall vegetation. She dragged back over to the roadside, expecting to see him panting by the side from the urgent run.

"No.. Stag." Doe muttered, seeming to freeze in place as she gazed out to see both her littermates crushed and splattered out on the road. Both spotted figures were a flattened and bloody nothing, onto crimson blood streaked for tail-lengths from the kills. "No!" Doe screamed, toppling over and sobbing into her fore paws, the heat from the ThunderPath singing her fore head. "No! No, no!" the femoria cried, the intense blood odor filling her senses. "Why?! I was supposed to watch them!" Doe yowled, not bothering to look up as the tall grass behind her rustled.

"Doe!" Mama wailed, dropping four mice from their tails to race to her kit's side, covering her tear-crusted face with licks. "Where's Stag and Faw- no! What happened to my babies?!" Rose screamed after she had saw the other two kittens dead and torn apart on the road, guts and bones spilling from them. "Doe! What happened?! Why are you here?!" Rose screeched, forcing Doe's sobbed face up with a pushy nuzzle. "I-I.. Fawn wanted t-to.." Sob. "She wanted to.. come to the- the ThunderPath. Then- then she tried to k-kill me, Mama! She r-really did!" the she-cat cried, burying her face into her mother's chest. "Why are you lying?! You were all probably just- just playing!" the mother hissed, leaning up and not bothering to comfort her last, sobbing kit. "I'm n-not lying! She pushed me out into the road! That's why I-I have all these- these cuts! T-then me and Stag were racing away a-and then he must have got- gotten h-hit." Doe cried, paws covering her face while she cowered away from her screaming mother.

{ Casually switching to 1st person point of view now. } Two moons had passed after Stag and Fawn had died, and life was never the same. No more stories, no more daily hunts, not the same love. I now had many scars around my body, no fur on my shoulder and hind leg. Rose never really spoke, always sat down and stared at the ground- the same way she had stared at her two dead kits when she first saw them on the road. I had to hunt for our survival now, and was totally independent now. I was 11 moons, and was hoping to move on from this living, but, Rose couldn't live without me. Like usual, I went out one day to hunt in the Truce Lands, when I detected BoulderClan scent. Why in the name of Stag and Fawn would a BoulderClanner be so deep into this territory- so deep into the other Clan's territory? I followed the scent, an ashy scent with a hint of rose, before it was right smack in my face. I hid behind a tree and peeked out, gazing in awe at the ginger tom-cat that plucked at a lush green plant. He was just as ginger as me! And, he couldn't have plucked that plant any quicker. I crept out from the tree and made my way to a bush, stealing a closer look. I then remembered Mother's stories of the Clans and their murderous ways, killing anyone on sight. But I couldn't stop watching. But then I saw a twitch or two of his nose, then he looked up, eye-to-eye contact, and he smiled at me. I shrieked, and raced off. I raced through that forest so fast- like a knife through butter. I couldn't have been faster. "Wait! My name's Jayflight- I won't hurt you!" the tom had called out after me, but I ran for dear life. Well, /that/ day we didn't eat!

Later that day, while I was sleeping, I had a dream. First, my father, Darkknight, appeared. He stood their, an emotionless expression plastered on his face like glue. Next, Jayflight, from earlier, and two other she-cats appeared. A voice seemed to breath into my ear, a hushed, blank voice. "These.. these are your kin." it said, and Darkknight disappeared, replaced by Rose and 3 other females. Fawn and Stag appeared next to Jayflight, and a calico she-cat with a teeny kit smiled next in the line. Then, a grey-and-white tabby leapt into the left corner, and the whole family was there. I only knew Fawn and Stag, and have seen Jayflight. But I didn't recognize anybody else. But, hey! Right then and there, I knew I had more family. And, right then and there, I knew that the tom I had seen earlier, was my /brother/.

While washing myself one day, I thought to get Rose out and to do something- something fun. "Hey, Momma, want to go on a walk? Maybe we could walk up to the gorge or something? We should get out more often, y'know?" I had asked her, /finally/ breaking her out from her thoughts. She never really spoke to me anymore, never really spoke at all, besides the mumbled, crazy words about suicide and whatever. Speaking must've been foreign for her, since it took her a long time for her to respond. I thought maybe she might of lost her voice or, became deaf. I didn't really know /what/ the problem was, until she answered in a crackly, old voice. "Sure, sure. The gorge sounds like a delightful idea." Geez, when did Momma get so old?!

It felt like ages before we crossed through BoulderClan territory, cross the river, into the Truce Lands, across /another/ river, into HollowClan territory, and up to the gorge. When the log was in sight, Mama sat down, a grumble rumbling up from her gut. "Hungry, yes?" I giggled, and all Rose did was nod, nod, nod. "Alright, you stay here, and I'll find something." I mewed, and raced away. Luckily, the gorge was filled with lots and lots of birds, and I was able to catch a wigeon and some sort of duck. With such a small mouth of mine, it was a struggle to carry both avian kills and walk back to where Mama was waking. "Mom! I'm back." I mumbled through the feathers, but she was nowhere to be seen. Placing the birds down, I cautiously followed her musky, smelly scent that led up to the log.

"Mama! What are you doing?!" I had called when I saw her bending off an unstable branch that stuck out from the old log. I leapt up onto the log, shaking as it rocked and bobbled at the sudden weight. "I-I'm sorry. I don't want to be in this horrid world anymore. I want to be with my babies- my babies that didn't deserve to die. I'm sorry, Doe." Wheeze. "I love you." she muttered, leaping up and the branch let out an eerie crack before it snapped. "No! Mama!" I had cried, racing to the edge to watch my mother clinging to the branch that had cracked off with age, splinters showering down and stabbing Rose before she fell to the rough surface of the lake- before she fell to her horrid death. My Mother was dead. My brother was dead. My sister was dead. I didn't know where my Papa was. My family was dead.

But there was Jayflight.

And his sisters.

And that calico she-cat and her kit.

And that grey-and-white tabby tom.

Maybe I did have family. Maybe there is a place for me somewhere in the world. I guess I would just have to get up and find it.

To be continued.

**Appearances:**

Kit

Middle Age-ish

Adult

Unsure | Discomfort | Fear |

Concern/Worry | Guilt/Sadness |

Dislikes | Despise | Rival | Death wish against |

Pity | Sympathy | Annoyance | Jealousy |

Family | Mentor | Apprentice |

Trust | Distrust |

Respect | Admiration | Hidden Respect |

Mourning/Grieving | ~~Dead~~ |

Vinny: - Discomfort | Dislikes | Annoyance | Distrust | Hidden Respect

"Um.. thanks for saving me. I would've drowned without your help, except I wish I hadn't offered my whole life to be your servant. I just hope that once my leg heals, and we'll possibly be friends, you won't be the dominant. And don't call me Duchess, cat."

~~Rose~~: - ~~Best Friend~~ | Guilt/Sadness | Dislikes{?} | Sympathy | Love | Family { Mother } | Trust | Mourning

"Mama, I'm sorry you didn't want to be in this world anymore. I'm sorry you wanted to be with Stag and Fawn more than spending your remaining life with me. I understand, though. Your life was just too overwhelming, I guess. I hope your happy- with your babies, now. I love you. And I really miss you."

~~Stag~~: - Friend | Unsure | Guilt/Sadness | Sympathy | Family { Brother } | Respect | Mourning

"Oh, Stag. You weren't always the nicest to me, but at least you didn't tease me life Fawn did. You always tried to get me to play with you two, and I'm really glad that I had someone who actually appreciated me. I'm so, so sorry you died. I miss you. I wish I had a brother by my side, right now."

~~Fawn~~: - Fear | Despise | Pity | Family { Sister } | Distrust

"You tried to kill me. You died instead. Oh well."

Darkknight: - Fear | Guilt/Sadness | Dislikes | Family { Father } | Distrust | Hidden Respect

"Why did you want to take us away? And then you tried to murder Mama? What's your problem? And how many mates did you have?!"

Jayflight: - Friend | Unsure | Family { Half Brother } | Trust | Respect

"I-I never thought I would ever have so much more family.. after meeting the second time- before the flood, I was really glad we got closer. And now.. with my leg, I just really hope we'll get to catch up before I have to leave. Thank you, for being there. For being my brother."