[Neptune.]

Lilyfrost
she/her // Dark Forest

Stupid, useless daughter, running off when she'd gotten everything Lilyfrost had expected from her. She had power, and she threw it all away when thing's got a little rough. Typical. That's just like her. The Dark Forest Queen knew that useless worm would crash and burn, how very like her, then, to be at the top of the food chain in the dredges of what was once RiverClan and then throw it all away because of something as stupid as paranoia. Well, all Lilyfrost would need to do is pay that wretched thing a visit... perhaps then she'll learn her place and what she owes the one who gave birth to her.

Shadowy paws leave clan territories, senses zeroed in on one cat in particular, asleep in a barn of all places. Lilyfrost has to hold in her disgusted grunt as she nears her target. For a moment, the tortoiseshell looks down at her spawn with contempt, amber eyes picking apart every aspect of this cat who has the audacity to be a nearly exact copy of herself. Distain colors the queen's expression, but she quickly shoos it away - there are things to do and having her displeasure on full display will not help her now.

Closing her eyes, Lilyfrost pulls her daughter into a dream... a vision of the RiverClan nursery surrounds them - not the nursery in the current camp, but the old camp, the one her daughter was born in. The dilute tortoiseshell curls around her sleeping daughter, inky muck of the Dark Forest willed to appear invisible... the child does not need to be aware of where her mother ended up. A low, gentle purr sounds from Lilyfrost's chest, loud enough to 'wake up' her daughter.

"Oh, my dear Larkkit~" She purrs sweetly, tail brushing down her daughter's back gently, ever the picture of a loving mother. "Wake up now, darling, there's much to talk about," gentle and sweet, Lilyfrost waits for her daughter to stir to wakefulness.