[Fenrir]

 

⋆⁺‧₊☽The Haunting Mistress☾₊‧⁺⋆
☆-Silverdusk-☆
[She/Her]
{25 Moons}
~Straight~
"Picture me, thick as thieves with your ex-wife"
─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ──

Silverdusk gave a sideways glare towards Rookfire. Of course they looked nothing alike. That wasn't the point. The she-cat met Rookfire's gaze for a mere moment after the tom explained what to do. She turned away and rolled her eyes, as she padded to a marigold patch nearby.

The she-cat plucked some of the flowers from the stems, gathering one, two, three of them. Her blue gaze raked across the woods for any signs of more, catching sight of two more of the orangish yellow flowers. She bounded over, plucked those as well, and made her way back to the original meeting point.

There was Wildpaw. Holding one singular marigold, and not one, not two, but THREE dandelions. Amongst another flower she didn't know the name of. She snickered to herself, dropping her load of marigolds in front of her for a moment too lick her maw. Rookfire could deal with the dandelions. They looked nothing alike but here they were, mistaken for marigolds by a new apprentice, just as Silverdusk was worried.

@alec @namen_roodles