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Poppysong ═ ✱
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windclan warrior║
nb/demigirl they/them║
23 moons ═
tags; @
Dolomedes (open to anyone else too)
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Poppysong tilts their head up and stands to watch the leader from their perch near the entrance, which they have rarley moved from since… well, they haven’t had a deputy, which it seems their leader is addressing now.
Poppysong winces. Twilightstar has been so calm since Fallownose’s passing, it makes sense they wouldn’t make a rash decision with their next deputy. Poppysong adjusts their paws to lessen the pressure on their right front leg for a moment.
‘Fury’? That’s not a bad idea. Twilightstar certainly needs more help around camp and perhaps this would make disagreements easier to resolve. Poppysong smiles at the new Furies, excited to have a bit more peace around here. Would they have a specific role in battle? Likely not now, of course as- oh! The battle with Riverclan so soon!
Poppysong listens and tilts their head. Shadowclan, right. Poppysong grits their teeth but says nothing. Then-
Why can’t Firestorm come-? Lightningstorm needs help? Poppysong opens their mouth but is cut off by Rabbitpaw. They flick their tail as they limp over to the little apprentice.
”I think you underestimate how difficult being a battlefield medic can be. Especially with non-cat opponents who won’t leave you alone just because you have herbs,” they say, trying to be gentle. Before they can think to regret acting like a random apprentice’s mentor, Poppysong limps a few paces away and sits.