Dovefluff
( @SpiritedWarrior @Wingnettle - just mentioning you both so I didn't have to make two separate responses with her reaction to Flame and Soot's posts, just her parting words/actions for context for whatever)
If Dovefluff wasn't so exhausted, she might eventually get upset from being referred to as if she wasn't present. As "the ShadowClan cat". But she didn't want to risk upsetting the fiery ginger molly, or even the calm gray tabby beside her. She couldn't risk anything.
Ugh, but she was so
tired of having to always walk on eggshells. In ShadowClan, because everyone around her were psychopaths, at the Gathering, even in her own family unit in her youth, where the slightest crease of a forehead would result in screaming and fighting and... other things.
These memories were the reason why she had the fight or flight reaction to Flameheart's anger. Fight, because some loyal tug in her told her to not leave Sootfur alone, because anger surely meant violence, but then she recalled the love he had spoken of between him and his mate at the Gathering. No. He... he didn't have the look in his eyes. She would recognize a kindred spirit.
"Thank you. T-thank you." She murmured, lowering her head shakily to Flameheart, then she turned to Sootfur.
"Thank you for... for getting me here." Whether or not she would make the journey worth it was coming down to her talk with the tan tabby leader. Anxiety thrilled in her paws, and she turned away from the two mates quickly, for fear they would see the tears welling in her eyes.
Her wet, deep blue eyes looked at the sky briefly as she made her way to sit in camp. She could sense the.. the passion and care and love between the two cats, even with the fury that filled Flameheart. It... it was enviable.
"Oh StarClan.... please be with me." She choked out, blinking the tears away from her now bloodshot eyes, round and full belly now swaying awkwardly as she wearily took a seat near the camp entrance.
"Oh StarClan..... oh please, please be with me." This next prayer was a mere breath as the shaky queen tried to make herself look non-threatening as her stinging eyes darted around. Hopefully, the shadows held the ThunderClan leader.
And hopefully, the leader was as kind and fair as Sootfur had described.
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Jayvines )