Day 27 4 10

Sirius and Serenity trotted away from the group without a word, walking quickly across the sand and through the entrance way to Lexx’s home. Swiftpaw stayed by Keith, but gave the two a curious look. Stealth trotted after them, ears back, looking angry. Lexx stared at the ground, considering Damian’s question. It was annoying to see all the color, because it felt so fake. Were these people here to see him fight or cheer him on to win and not be bound to the game any longer? Why were they here? Lexx looked up at Damian, who was grinning happily at him, always supportive and positive. Damian and likely all of those who called him friend were there to be supportive. Nobody wanted to give room to the possibility that Lexx could die. “No.” Lexx sighed reluctantly. Seeing silver, a color of mourning, like stars in an ever dark background of space would have been hard to see as anything other than cheering on his death. That’s what dressing in silver signified.