[Rose]

 

Originally Posted by Dark

Darkfall

Shadow Fiend: Inactive | Beefed Up (T2)
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Darkfall led Larkfire out into the territory, silent at first. It wasn’t that he didn’t have anything to say, or didn’t know how to word it. It was more so he was kind of afraid of how the young queen would react. And so they walked in silence for a little while longer, every once in a while he’d cast a glance towards the younger enforcer to make sure she was still following, but nothing much outside of that. They were making their way toward the outskirts, he had something he wanted to show her tonight, but first, he needed a question answered.

”I noticed Sleepykit is doing well,” The large tom said, finally breaking the silence that hang between them like a curtain separating a stage from its audience. Taking a deep breath, Darkfall decided that beating around the bush wasn’t really his style, so he’d leave that at that and get to the meat of the conversation. ”I asked you out here for a few reasons, so I’m going to keep this first part straight to the point,” he began. Whew, it had taken a lot of courage to get this far, hopefully things wouldn’t sour right off the bat. “So Larkfire… you don’t really have a mate, do you?” There, he said it. He said what had been weighing on his mind since even before they faced those foxes and dealt with Shadefrost’s questioning. “Because I know you’re wondering why I’m asking this, It’s quite simple really. It’s been some days since you’ve had Sleepykit and no one came so that led me to a few conclusions. The father of your kits was either dead, not wanting to claim them for some reason, an outsider, or not actually your mate.” Stopping for a moment before turning to the feline accompanying him, he narrowed his eyes ever so slightly, observing her scrutinizingly ”I’m not going to ask for any details about it, its not my place to ask. However, I just want to know - do you have a mate, or do you not?” Truth be told, Darkfall had had his suspicions for a while now. The newer enforcer just couldn’t fathom Larkfire choosing a father who’d be absent from her kit’s life. Yes, she was stubborn, hotheaded at times, and a bit hard to approach, but this was Larkfire he was talking about. She wouldn’t do something so stupid would she? Choosing a tom who’d refuse to even check on her after that traumatic kitting? Granted, he didn’t know his own father or the father of his mother’s last litter before her death, but Larkfire just seemed smarter than that. Pickier even. And so help him, if he found out it was another cat within the clan, and they just openly pretending like she and Sleepykit didn’t exist? Well, there’d be hell to pay. Larkfire was wonderful(ly frustrating to deal with at times, but who’s keeping up the minor details)and deserved far better than that.

[ @Rose ]

Larkfire
She/Her | The Wraith
Shadow Fiend & Beefed Up (T1) Purrk

His words. They had taken Larkfire by absolute surprise. The young enforcer halted in her tracks, gaze turning distant and jaw clenching. "No." She murmured faintly, and then nothing else. Because there was a mate. Or at least, Prince had always been her lover. She just... She was unsure where to find him. That was the way with Prince. He disappeared for long expanses of time, and while Larkfire didn't mind it much (loners were meant to roam around, anyway), she also knew that Prince cared about her.Finally, the lithe grey feline directed a sidelong glance in Darkfall's direction. "But why did you want to know that?" She asked, frowning. She could take care of Sleepykit on her own. She could.