[Rose]

Larkpaw
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Larkpaw felt sick. Very, very sick. She was not physically ill, oh no, but feeling mentally unwell? Yes. And suddenly, she was very very glad that she’d refused to tell Dawnstar the names of the cats who’d brought her in. Both for her sake, and theirs. This specific leader was a cat to be feared, and Lark had nearly forgotten that with her blind loyalty and excitement to be around so many new cats. She needed to be cautious. She’d pratcially literally thrown caution to the wind ever since stepping into ShadowClan’s camp.

Dawnstar had seemed normal since the beginning of the meeting. And yet, her tone had changed drastically when the topic had switched from bored, every-day announcements, to lethally ice cold upon the mention of someone named Frostpaw being allowed into camp. Larkpaw winced, this time noticeably, when Dawnstar mentioned her, and the cats who’d brought her to camp. Furthermore so when the colossal leader went on to talk about her as if she were nothing besides a hairball. That was probably true, but it was a blow to her pride as any.

Lark didn’t regret joining ShadowClan, but she did regret not knowing the proper way to do it. Waltzing into camp and sitting there as if she belonged in wait was probably not the best idea if one wanted to get on Dawnstar’s good side. She was darn lucky she was still young. Otherwise, Lark shuddered to think what the leader would’ve done to her. Besides, she wasn’t here to get her ego stroked. Larkpaw was here to establish herself. Here to prove her worth. Make her new family proud. Because, well, Larkpaw was long past thinking about what her old one would think of her. They’d thrown her away, and even if it had taken so long to realize that Lark had never truly been loved by her own kin, no less, she knew now. Knew that if one wanted something in life, they’d have to earn it.

‘Wits, Lark.’ Her brother had told her once, sometime long ago. ‘Fear is just a game. You win by playing.’

And that was exactly what Lark intended to do. She was going to play. And she was going to win.