[Estelle]

ׂ╰┈➤ Sleepysunrise ✘ Shc Medicine Cat ←
☽ She/Her, 14 Moons ✧.* Petite dark semi-long-furred feline with white tufts across her body, white freckles and piercing blue eyes ☾
Shadow Fiend * CALL ME MONSTER * Silk Spinner * Purrk


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Sleepysunrise was accustomed and unfazed hearing her grandmother's growl, only the medic's eyes were uncharacteristically glued to the ground, shameful of her mishap. She had desperately tried to convince herself she didn't lose, that she would have won, that the big dumb outsider cheated, that she wasn't weak. But the scar around her throat said otherwise, and that irritated the small young medic immensely. Her ear had given an irritated flick, mumbling a few words as she let Dawnstar come close. Dawnstar was her grandmother, and one of the only cats whom she didn't mind invading her personal space.
"...He was more concerned about me."
She admitted with a bit of disdain; indeed, Rookfire had been more concerned with keeping her alive than chasing the outsider long enough to kill it, even if Sleepysunrise would have preferred dealing with it on her own.

Her head snapped up sending a jolt of dull pain through her neck as her grandmother announced her decision, the medic's eyes briefly wide with panic and shock. Not allowed out on her own anymore?! Sleepysunrise wanted to growl, but suppressed the urge hearing her grandmother hiss. She instead averted her gaze with thinly veiled annoyance and her ears briefly turning back. She didn't complain out loud, but the news had her tense and uncomfortable. She thinks you are weak. She doesn't trust you. Sleepysunrise flickered the words away with her ear and wrapped her tail around her paws, having sat down besides her grandmother.
"Can I at least still go to the outskirts for my experiments?"
She decided to ask rather than voice her annoyance. She knew better than to talk back to her grandmother.

Perhaps some of the tension was still from the attack. Sleepysunrise wasn't used to being thrown around like that, and it couldn't happen again. It would never happen again. That she swore to herself, she couldn't be defeated again. Or her grandmother would never care for her anymore. Her eyes flickered to the hulking leader at her side, and absentmindedly the medic leaned into the she-cat's fur as she spoke on.
"Maybe the rank is jinxed..."
Maybe I'm jinxed, was left unsaid after the dark-furred feline's little off-handed comment. Almost sarcastic, but she caught herself and bit the inside of her cheek. Keep quiet. She couldn't be acting like that in front her grandmother.

She couldn't tell whether her grandmother was actually concerned over losing her eldest granddaughter, or just didn't want to lose another medicine cat. Sleepysunrise wouldn't fool herself by presuming she knew which, or that it could be both. But the leader had a point, and the medic gave a solemn nod. Even if it was only business, the clan would be inconvenienced by losing another medic so soon. And contrary to what one might think, Sleepysunrise actually cared for the clan. She took a breath of her grandmother's comforting scent, closing her eyes briefly.
"I'm sorry."
She apologised, tone genuine, a hint of determination in her following words.
"It won't happen again."

It couldn't happen again. She would play nice and abide by her grandmother's rules, so long as she could continue her studies even outside of the clan's territory, she could keep working. Owlthroat or Rookfire would just have to get more used to her, woe is them. Sleepysunrise blinked, expression stoic and making no move to part from her grandmother's side. A part of her didn't want to. She wanted to stay with her this evening. She craved the assurance that Miss Grandmama didn't fully hate her for this mistake.
"...Can I stay with you tonight?"
She asked quietly, gaze resting on the den's darkened walls.

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