[taillow]

DUSKLION
she/her | riverclan's head lionheart | 28 moons

When she wasn't out at Lionsbeach or at the newly founded Roaring Cliffs, Dusklion took up a spot just outside of the camp entrance. Sleep was futile at this point, even as her jaws parted in a yawn and her mind screamed at her for rest. The head Lionheart sat still as her gaze swept over the territory, alert as they could be for any signs of threats to the Clan. Another massive yawn left her.

"Dusklion!"

The call of her name jolted her out of her daze, ears perked as the dark tabby got to her paws. Who had called her name? She took a step forward before the voice called again, requesting to speak with her. It sounded familiar... and it was coming from behind her? Huh, Dusk could've sworn it was from the territory. Shaking her head and silently muttering a curse under her breath the dark tabby slipped back into camp, still concealed by the shadows of the entrance. Her blue eyes found the source - her brother. Fades was calling for her, and he sounded... worried? Desperate?

"What is it?" She felt disgust for how fast her paws moved, how quickly she forgot their last interaction in his den and how... professional he had been. The concern that had pooled in her eyes at his initial call was snuffed out as she straightened herself up, face contorting in a brief flash of frustration before it settled into something more.. guarded. "...What do you need?" Her voice was strained as she readied herself for what was needed - a patrol to somewhere? A threat to the Clan?

Whatever it was, Dusklion knew she'd have to put her complicated feelings towards her brother aside to help him deal with whatever it was. Part of her wished he would've called for Breezy, or even Owls... what was it that he wanted that neither of them could help with?

[ Fadingsun - @occultation ]