Seabreeze
He/him | Riverclan Lionheart | Moons: 21 | Purrks: Go with the Flow | The Collector | Ultimate Predator |
“Ocean waters rising above your neck
You feel the glass start to crack.”
Seabreeze offered a smile to his apprentice and motioned towards where Duckpaw was sitting nearby, "You are welcome to join us if you'd like. I plan for you two to rest for the night, we'll get started on training first thing tomorrow morning." With that the lionheart gave the apprentice a few moments to process and respond and decide if he wanted to sit with Duckpaw and him, but the meeting continued on and as he walked back to Duckpaw, apprentices were named and then as he was sitting and settling after calling out the new names... he paused. Oh. A leader for the Lionhearts. That made sense, with Dusklion as the deputy the position of head lionheart had opened up. But which one would- Oh, Duskleaf. The lionheart hadn't expected that, he was thinking it would perhaps be Owltalon instead, seeing as the other lionheart was a longer standing member, though Fadingstar and Dusklion were smart enough to pick as they see fit and Seabreeze had no qualms with the position being given to Duskleaf. He made a note to congratulate the other tom later. But then the meeting was over just like that. Well, "Thank you for joining me Duckpaw. Like I said to Covepaw, training starts early morning tomorrow, so you be best to catch some rest soon. I'll be off."
Silentstrike just watched.
Crowglow and Skyfall had pretty much zoned out.
Moonpaw and Grimpaw were having a staring contest.
Mousekit looked up at Fadingstar with eyes full of childlike joy.
Fireripple padded over to a sunny part of camp and rolled onto her back and sighed, she needed to do something but she was very bored at this point, tired none the less, she closed her eyes and let sleep take her.
DUSKLION
she/her | riverclan deputy | 30 moons go with the flow, rapid recovery, beefed up t3, mind reader
Truth be told, the deputy hadn't expected much backlash. Because this was kit safety that was being discussed, and she had believed that out of all the cats in the Clan, the queens would most understand that. Seagullwing seemed to understand, but when Spiritbunny's tumble of words came out in their accompanied assaulting hisses and spits, Dusklion's eyes widened. The murder of Fallownose... she parted her jaw to reiterate, once again, that he had been on the border and acting aggressive, and that she had planned to chase him off like they were supposed to do - but the queen continued. And continued. And continued. By the time the queen was done, the deputy was stiff with anger, eyes narrowed and hackles rising.
Then Sweetsap joined in, and it was at this point the deputy snapped. "You know what?? Next time I'll just let the kit get taken by a hawk, how 'bout that!?" she spat, venom lacing each word as she glared at the two queens. "Excuse me for carin' about a kit out of camp, 'n being upset at those who are in the nursery watchin' 'em. I may've not had kits of my own but that doesn't mean I don't damn well know how important they are 'n their safety is, 'n how difficult it can be to watch 'em. Regardless, while it's on every cat to keep watch, it's specifically on the queens in the nursery since you all share a den." She could feel heat rising to her ears as her anger bubbled over, blue eyes darkened with rage.
Then Fades came in and Dusklion straightened up, shaking her head. She held some frustration at her brother for cutting in, reminding her briefly of when he'd done the same thing with Antlermutter. "You handle 'em, then. It's clear I'll never be anythin' but a murderer in their damn eyes," she muttered towards her brother as she whipped around. Featherspirit's words were heard, but Dusklion didn't bother responding to them as she stalked out of camp with spiked fur.
She didn't need to stand around and have the same mistake she had already apologized for and tried to make up for continuously shoved back in her face, especially not after returning a RiverClan kit. Anger at Spiritbunny's lack of care for any kits that weren't biologically hers... Anger at Sweetsap for her exaggerations... Anger at every damn cat in the Clan right now.
Silentstrike had begun wandering around, trying to find Dusklion and offer to spar with her. He was hoping to get some extra practice in and also wanted to try and help if Dusklion needed it. "Hm... if I were Dusklion, where would I have gone..." he murmured to himself, looking around quietly. @taillow
[THIS TAKES PLACE POST-INTRUDER CHASING. HE IS HOPING TO SPAR WITH DUSKLION]
[ this takes place on a separate day from the above/last dusklion post ]
DUSKLION
she/her | riverclan deputy | 30 moons go with the flow, rapid recovery, beefed up t3, mind reader
In the days following the interaction with the Clan's queens, Dusklion had made it a point to not be in camp much. Instead she spent her time out in the territory, or down in the forest, or over at the border. But here she was in camp, purposefully staying as far away from the nursery as she could. From where she was crossing over from the warrior's den to - surprise - the camp entrance, her ears caught the sound of her name.
"Need anythin'?" the deputy grunted as she turned to look at Silentstrike, who appeared to have been looking for her. Black paws kneaded the ground restlessly, hoping that whatever it was would be quick so she could head out.
Featherspirit was now taking care of Strawberry it and hadn't heard the last remarks of the others. But seen that Dusklion padded off annoyed. That was not her intention she was trying to be helpful but oh well.
[ this takes place on a separate day from the above/last dusklion post ]
DUSKLION
she/her | riverclan deputy | 30 moons go with the flow, rapid recovery, beefed up t3, mind reader
In the days following the interaction with the Clan's queens, Dusklion had made it a point to not be in camp much. Instead she spent her time out in the territory, or down in the forest, or over at the border. But here she was in camp, purposefully staying as far away from the nursery as she could. From where she was crossing over from the warrior's den to - surprise - the camp entrance, her ears caught the sound of her name.
"Need anythin'?" the deputy grunted as she turned to look at Silentstrike, who appeared to have been looking for her. Black paws kneaded the ground restlessly, hoping that whatever it was would be quick so she could head out.
"Ah, there you are. Up for a spar later? I've got time before I go back out to continue searching for intruders to chase out." Silentstrike calmly spoke, tail swishing.
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