[Rose]

Larkpaw
Post Count: 47/100

In the duration that Dawnstar led her patrol through the territory, Lark had remained quiet. Grey ears flicked as groups were assigned, and Larkpaw was instantly swinging towards Wishingwell, amber gaze locking onto the ShadowClan warrior. Thankfully, he'd had the sense to already move towards her, and the distance between them was quickly closed.

As the ShadowClan warrior began speaking, her eyes narrowed a tad bit at his orders. Lark did not take well to being bossed around by someone she'd deemed unworthy. But she supposed the rules were something she should have expected, and Dawnstar had been the one to assign the groups. And after all, if there was one cat Lark respected, it was the colossal Shadow leader. Larkpaw was not prone to running off without reason, but other apprentice's were perhaps known to be more unruly. It was smart of Wishingwell to have established this beforehand.

"I'm not an idiot." Larkpaw said finally, but then inclined her head in acknowledgement. "But alright, I will not take off unless the situation calls for it."

Slinking out of the safety of ShadowClan's shadows, Larkpaw leapt over the fence without a word, landing with a quiet thud on the other side. A neighborhood. Lark grimaced slightly to herself as unwanted, long-buried memories flooded through her mind. In, out, and then they were gone. That was what Dawnstar was saying, and Larkpaw was entirely fine with that. She needed not to spend another moment, longer than necessary in this pit of hell.

[ @Undertaker - Dawnstar / @Kiba. - Wishingwell ]