[Crow]

Originally Posted by fenic!

russetstar had grown a lot smarter ever since having realized how terrible his sister was. perhaps it was hard to accept that evil lay right under one's own nose, but the tom had managed the feat, much to his own surprise. thornfrost and bucknight had been overthrown, exiled, and he had been chosen to take the place of a leading figure by starclan themselves, something that left him both daunted and accepting of his sister's departure from the clan. he had cared for her, and she had done nothing but taunt and reject him from the family, along with his jerk of a brother, snakevoice. it was a little strange, wasn't it? he was the only one left in the clan, perhaps who you'd call the purest of heart.

was that why he was walking into rogue territory, why he was hunting past borders with some sort of curiosity to what led before him? he had survived the dark era with a stable head on his shoulders. perhaps challenging the fates was something he could scrape away with, because although he hadn't had the best of luck lately concerning cricketpaw's death and the war between two neighboring clans, he'd certainly been the luckiest of his own family. his paws forced their way through the gentle grasses leading to the territory, unable to recognize his sister's rogue scent after all these moons.

and so when the chausie padded through the area, his eyes widened at the sight of a rather familiar figure, paws tensing up. it couldn't be her. oh, goodness no. starclan, not now. "...who's there?"

the scent was familiar.

as was the swirled russet fur. as was the obnoxious posture, now more powerful, as if to mock her. as was the voice- soft and honeyed, low and deep.

she knew this cat. knew his identity all too well. ignoring his question of her identity, thorn sauntered over to the leader. smirking, she drew closer, until her olive gaze was only a few mouse-tails away from his own eyes. "how are things, little brother?" asked the molly. the tips of her maw curled up further.

cheap intimidation tactics. still, they'd worked for her before.