[silver.]

eveningdance // he/him // 44 moons
purrks: -

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Disrespect. Confliction. The tabby's head spun with feelings he'd rather push away.

Though Cracklekit was despicable in his actions, Eveningdance couldn't help the pang of loss that spread through his body. Mapleface's loss. His loss. The regret of never growing closer to the younger tom burned at his eyes like wildfire. This pain of losing one of his own, despite barely knowing them... Why did it hurt so badly? Could he have prevented this had he been more present? Was it because his daughter was in such anguish over the loss of her sibling? Moons ago he had been in the same spot as her. Alone, aching the dull pain of a cold nest in the nursery. When his family had perished he had other but cold hatred directed at him from his father. He wouldn't make that mistake.

Letting out a shudder of a sigh, he decides his words fall upon angry and deaf ears. There was no point in running his mouth if the tyrant standing high above on her perch wasn't going to bother listening to reason. Besides, it wasn't as if there was a deputy right now that could try their paw at it. A part of him feels bad for Bumblestar, but right now wasn't his time to comfort her. Mapleface was in need of him. Moving to press his cheek once again to Mapleface's he stays there as he speaks softly to her, his voice a comforting coo.

"Do not worry. I will see that he is treated properly, as best I can. I will sit vigil with you tonight if you wish it. Simply follow my scent where I will be with him."

It made him growl low as Larchflame approached the pair standing guard over Cracklekit's body. But the aggression is misplaced. It was odd to see a cat treating the pair so tenderly, compared to the wretches that watched on with burr-like words. He nods to her in appreciation, and moves to bump his head into her shoulder, as if he too was seeking the comfort.

"Let me take him. Please." He whispers, lifting his head to offer a sad gaze to the molly. "I understand the gravity of the situation being difficult for us all. It is no easy feat to take this upon yourself. So thank you for your kindness. If you don't mind, could you stay near?"

A wary gaze is directed to the Hornet and his harsh words until... Mismatched eyes meet another pair. Venom is spat at him by an apprentice and though it makes his blood boil, the tom stares at him with an un-phased gaze. He sticks close Larchflame as he regards the younger tom, eyes narrowing with a look of disgust.

"Learn your place, outsider. Don't speak as if you have any authority to take such a tone with me. I offered you kindness before and I am not afraid to turn back on it." That piercing gaze lingers upon him before he turns it upon Sharpclaw. He says nothing to the younger warrior, just stares coldly before his attention returns to Asterpaw once again. "As I told Violetfreckle: remember where you sleep."

larchflame | @Apollo. // mapleface | @Rose // asterpaw | @FrostyGalaxy // sharpclaw | @Tecumori