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Old November 16th, 2023, 09:57 PM
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Flickerlight couldn't help but find it utterly amusing how violent she just was. She was already close to the edge. He doesn't give her a reaction -- she would only feed off it. He stands still and lets her take her claws to his fur. There is no blood, but his spirit begins to visibly waver -- disperse but not fully.

His tail tip twitches in amusement as she is so quick to quiet down once he starts pointing out the things even she believes. It wasn't necessary true. Some things were distorted, but she still believed it.

There was something so disastrously beautiful about a cat succumbing to your light tugs. The pushes to lead them into a mindset you desired. To mold an outcome. Flickerlight could not grin. It would give too much away, show his uncurling desire to truly cause harm but he was giddy. Giddy with the excitement that Peachfrost was unfurling like a ripe fruit. Coming to accept her proposed fate with open arms. She only needed a little nudge.

He leaves a hint. Something that one might not notice at first, easy to slide under the topic of what was needed — but a hint that one might look back on and realize the sin tainting it. "You might have to hurt him, " Flickerlight speaks softly, a calm tone. It isn't a demand, but it reveals the option of it being a possibility. Something for Peachfrost to consider.

StarClan was never open. They liked to keep the living guessing. They wouldn't hold their paws. Largely why some of the living regarded them like one might do a passing breeze. Flickerlight tilts his head, a glint in his eyes. A question -- Did you think it would be this easy? "Your redemption won't be handed to you on your platter, " He replies instead. It isn't shouldered in a honey tone, it's only an observation he speaks.

Flickerlight moves to stand in front of the molly, standing tall and strong. The moment before the breeze disperses. "Good luck, Peachfrost." The wind begins to pick up, pushing and pulling at the leaves. The grass. Their fur, and he lifts a paw. He taps it against the ground and lets their connection fall short.
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