[Rose]

Larkpaw
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Amber hues narrowed with distrust aimed at Frostscreech at the tom's irritable words. Ugh, she really hoped, for his own sake, that he would treat Daypaw correctly. With a final, parting glare, Larkpaw moved away from the smokey bengal, paws carrying her in a different direction. Back to the edge of the crowd, where Lark preferred to sit, cast away in the shadows. She was a ShadowClan cat after all, former loner or not.

Light grey ears swiveled momentarily in Galepaw and Cougarivy's direction as the two went back and forth, Galepaw bickering and Cougarivy giggling. Skies above, those giggles were rather annoying. They were grating on her nerves. Shaking her head, Lark went back to listening to Dawnstar's re-assignments, recalling how quite content she was with her own mentor, Sorrelflare. He was lieges above that lousy Foxshade.

Pathetic patrol leaders were brought to light, and the lean damsel raised a brow with quiet amusement as a whole lot of them were stripped of their warrior-ship. Well, they deserved it, she supposed. Larkpaw trusted Dawnstar's judgement. ...Even if it meant having to share the apprentice den with three more cats.

No deputy was named, and Larkpaw couldn't say that she wasn't surprised. After all, Dawnstar seemed deeply disappointed in the way ShadowClan was currently working. To be truthful, Lark didn't know what proper Clanlife was supposed to look like, but she suspected that it was certainly not supposed to be like this. All Larkpaw saw was cats lazing about, not doing their work to the extent that other Clanmates were dying of starvation. If Lark was in Dawnstar's paws, she could only imagine how humiliating that would seem, having her cats dying because they're too much of lazy lumps to get up to hunt and give in to their natural insticts.

Fiery orange orbs widened slightly with surprise at the next assignment, as Dawnstar had announced her name alongside the list of new Enforcers. She had been picked to be an Enforcer??? Her, of all cats? Wow, ShadowClan must really seem pathetic in Dawnstar's eyes if the massive leader had picked a former kittypet. And Larkpaw was an apprentice of barely 8 moons. Undoubtedly, this gave her a noteable rank, and therefore, power. ...Not that Larkpaw would exploit it, but it was nice to have that behind her, in case someone decided to question her motives.

But where did Larkpaw fit into this group of Enforcers? She certainly wasn't as upbeat and cheerful as Cougarivy, or as grumpy as Vixensnarl was sometimes. 'Well,' The she-cat decided eventually. 'Pretending to be someone else didn't get you this rank, so the acting shouldn't start now.' But... What exactly did an Enforcer do? Larkpaw would have to ask someone about that, obviously one of the Enforcers. She dearly hoped that someone wouldn't be Cougarivy.

Her eyes automatically sought out Sorrelflare at a sudden thought, and Larkpaw sidled over to his side when xe made eye-contact. At least she was not without a source. Perhaps she could learn how to adjust to this new role alongside her mentor. "What do Enforcers do?" Larkpaw whispered quietly, so as not to disturb the meeting. Her question was genuine, as Lark wanted to live up to her leader's expectations. If she didn't know how to handle this Enforcer role just because she was too proud to ask a question, Lark's reputation would undeniably be hurt.

Briefly breaking eye-contact with Sorrelflare, Larkpaw turned her head to search the sea of faces, seeking out those familiar icy blue tones to see what Darkpaw thought of this. When she did manage to spot him, however, staring straight at her, the grey feline couldn't help the smug smile that lifted the corner of her mouth. Lark would not let this slide by without pestering him endlessly about it. With a flick of her plumed tail that was meant to be a small wave, the apprentice looked back at Sorrelflare, awaiting his answer.

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