
November 26th, 2023, 02:04 AM
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Re: RiverClan Leader's Den
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Originally Posted by FrostyGalaxy
Wandering the territory? Alone? Larkstar frowns at that. Are the warriors and queens so negligent that they don't notice a kit who strayed from camp and their care? And there's something wrong with his eyes too. Crouching down to eye level with the young thing, she notices his eyes definitely seem unfocused.
"Well," she starts gently, "there's nothing physically wrong, you just got a little lost, didn't you? Have you always had trouble seeing, or is this a new thing?" She asks, wondering if maybe they needed to visit Tansypaw.
"I hope it's not a lie..." the leader says under her breath at first. She doesn't wish to deceive her nephew, but, truthfully, she just wanted to remain hopeful that Falconfeather wouldn't up and disappear. He has a responsibility to RiverClan - greater than any warrior, greater even than her own responsibility - and he has kin that remains and will miss him and worry about him and be angry at him if he turns up again. But Wingkit continues so she turns her attention to what he's saying now. Scraps of fur... calls Falcon 'big bird'? Oh- that would be Shrikekit, right? Falcon had mentioned something about that. 'Another kid?' Lark thinks to herself, 'jeez, just how many nieces and nephews do I have?'
"Well... siblings don't have to be from the same litter," Larkstar point out, "they don't have to be blood related either - and if you don't want to, you don't have to think of him as your brother either?"
"Come on in," Larkstar says, wondering why Birdsnow would've scent the warrior to see her.
The proposition felt... a bit much. On the one paw, Lark understood Nightsparks protectiveness over her and the apparent unwillingness to lose another leader so soon. Again. But, on the other paw, was her safety really so important? Is the life of one more important than the rest of the lives in the clan? But... ok, maybe if it would put everyone at ease it would be fine?
"Ok..." she says tentatively, "if that'll put you more at ease then I'll allow it. And, speaking of Lionhearts, I've got a few candidates I'd like to run by you."
"Marigoldleap?" Larkstar says as the molly requests entrance, "Come on in, what can I do for you?"
"Oh," Larkstar says, "that's very sweet of you, thank you." She was glad the youngest generation seemed to admire her, because she really didn't feel like she was doing the best job at leading the clan - she had no clue what she was doing, she was basically just floundering around like a fish with her head bit off.
A new voice calls to her, this one she doesn't think she's ever really spoken to. But she knows the voice... Rushwater. Her impression of Rush is that he's calm and collected, a sort of stoic type. "Come on in," she invites, both a little curious and a little wary at what he may have to discuss.
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the trio of kits lifted the shells that they were currently propping up with their heads to Larkstar.
"You're a great leader, you can make history if you try!" Soulkit mewed.
Smolderkit nodded in agreement.
Snowflakekit quietly Swished her tail as a way of showing respect.
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