[Dizerel]

Originally Posted by spade

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Renovating. Was that what he was doing? Kestrelstar didn't really have a name for it; all he knew was that it took his mind off of things. A distraction. One that kept his claws busy and not itching to tear into the fur of every traitor in RiverClan with even a hint of ties with ThunderClan. He felt as though he was teetering on a precarious precipice, one that kept him from killing more cats than just Quietclaw. The whispers that sliced through his mind, egging him on... it was hard to resist them when he wasn't occupying his claws with other tedious tasks.

"Reno... what?" It still took a moment for the leader to grasp, but regardless, he gave a shake of his head. "It's the same den it's always been. It's Lionstorm's den, and then it was Sootstar's, and now the honor is passed on to me. How grand." His tone did not, in fact, make it seem as though it was grand in any sense of the world. Kestrelstar instead scoffed at the mere notion and took a seat, tail tip twitching on the ground beside him.

"A chat you want, is it? Well then, let us chat."

Scooting closer to Junipersong, so much so that he was a mere whisker length away from her, Kestrelstar stared at her with slightly wide yellow eyes. "Do you want to talk about the way ThunderClan had been slaughtering us like sitting ducks? Or perhaps the fact that everyone in this Clan would line up to rip out each of my remaining lives?? Or - and here's the best topic of all! - would you like to discuss why there are those that still defend those fox-hearted traitors?" His voice was raised by now, eyes wide and ablaze. "You wanted to talk, let's talk!"

She was beginning to get really worried right now. It was clear that he was starting to lose his grip on reality. All the stress was building up and he couldn't handle it. Was this her own fault? It had been a while since she last checked in on him. Maybe she was a horrible friend. Maybe if she had just been more attentive and careful, all of this could have been prevented.

Junipersong usually looked very confident. And while her happy smile could waver from time to time, this was the first time Kes would have ever seen her look scared for her own safety. Her deep voice faltering. "R-right. You're right. I uhh.... I like it. You are deserving of such a.... prestigious den." Practically cowering as he inched closer to her.

She winced at his mentioning of Thunderclan. She still had firm beliefs that peace was an option, but even suggesting it she felt like he would slit her throat on the spot. "P-p-please Kestrelstar. I d-dont want any h-harm to befall to you. I j-just.... I wanted to talk... As f-friends. No worrying ab-bout the outside world" She looked like she was on the verge of breaking down. Eyes wide. Conflicted feelings that have never clashed so heavily before inside her mind. All the appreciation she felt from him, as well as the love she was constantly battling and trying to work over, now with a heavy dose of fear sprinkled all over. Fear for herself. For her clan. But most of all, fear for him.