Juniperpaw was hyped. She had been chosen by the epic supreme leader who was really one of the coolest cats she had ever met to be part of something. She lifted her tail as she padded after Dawnstar, making sure to keep her eyes from wandering. In doing so, Juniperpaw advertised her importance, how cool she was and the very person who had called on her. Though, as the blue molly walked through the clearing, the number of cats with her grew by like twenty-five cats. No! Now no one would recognize how distinguished she was. She glared at the collection of cats, her breath catching at the sight of her.
The villain who claimed to be a child of the epic empress, the very cat who happened to be her current mentor. Shoot. This was going to be awful. Well, if she could ignore her, it might be fine. Green eyes jolted to her highness, as Dawnstar began to speak. There was a threat! No wonder she had amassed this great company of warriors! And no wonder Juniperpaw was one of them. Forget Lichenspark, this would be absolutely perfect. She would do so great that the sovereign of their great clan would take over her training herself.
No! Groups?! This would be awful! Juniperpaw blinked, completely insulted, yet too interested to turn away. She was infatuated, an idiot with an unholy amount of adoration for someone who had never even spoken to her. One day, someone would show her that devotion left you with broken promises and unmet expectations, but for now, her devotion was not something that would be so easily swayed. Of course, the promise of blood and a chance to prove herself didn't help with destroying her hopes.