| Dapplebreeze |
69 Moons - WindClan Fury Lieutenant
Agatha Kitty - Active | Silver Tongue - Active | Beefed Up [Tier 3] - Inactive
Silent, round paws padded through the meadows, sorrowful eyes keeping to the stars as the WindClan fury made the rounds, ensuring everything was at peace in the clan's territory. She did not enjoy this. The solitude. Not today. It made her feel the loss of her darling Brightpaw all the more soundly.
Was the young paw lost to the stars now, she wondered, or did she walk among them? Dapplebreeze wasn't so self centered as to believe that it was her fault. That some singular action she had made had somehow scared the apprentice away. But she couldn't help wonder once more if she had missed the signs? If perhaps she was too soft on her apprentices? A silly notion in her eyes. How could a cat that had disowned her own son due to his failings be too soft now?
She knew better now, though. Didn't she? How his failings had merely been her own naive views of the world blinding her. Partly. The mate he had chosen, that despicable kittypet... she had proved her worth. Had betrayed the clan and gotten rightfully exiled for it. Not even exiled, really. There had been an order to kill on sight. After having attempted to murder her own kit, there was nothing else to be done. But... she hadn't judged her based on that. And instead she found herself sitting now in the starlight. Mourning those she had lost.
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