| Dapplebreeze |
68 Moons - WindClan Fury Lieutenant
Agatha Kitty - Active | Silver Tongue - Active | Beefed Up [Tier 3] - Inactive
The lieutenant's polite gaze remained as more felines entered the elders' domain, yet the warmth that had glowed deep in her eyes like a cozy hearth on a blistery day was now barricaded. A glimpse of coziness that could no longer be felt through the cool, frost laden glass. The spotted molly had no qualms with the first of the felines that approached. Nightwhisper was not her sister, nor would the former queen ever judge her as such. The mention of Flowerpaw, however, was enough to irritate her, having seen the apprentice's behavior remaining much the same even after her demotion. There was an obvious attempt being made at curbing her
attack first ask questions later tendencies, but as far as the fury was concerned, a feline who attacked a clanmate over a petty argument in the clearing was toeing a fine line between anger and treason.
Dapplebreeze would of course hope for the best. Assume that the cat who had been attacked had maybe deserved it in some way? Something that the senior warrior would never even dream of thinking on most days, but considering Silverfur had gone around and attacked a clanmate in the midst of battle... well... One had to wonder. Most certainly neither warrior nor apprentice a cat she would be willing to trust with anything. Not as they currently were. Not a good place to be at, considering how fundamental trust in your fellow clanmates was to the inner workings of clan life to begin with.
And speaking of the warrior... here she was. Much as she disliked the very look of her, at the very least Silverfur seemed to be using her punishment admirably. To care for the elders was of utmost importance. These were the cats who had cared for them before. Ensured the clan prospered in generations gone by. They deserved their retired moons to be as comfortable as possible.
"Well, it does appear I have overstayed my welcome. I will take the bones with me, no need to leave litter in the den while it is being cleared up. Please remember, darling, if you are ever in need of anything, the furies are just a call away," the spotted she-cat purred, dipping her head respectfully at Duckthroat before grabbing the pitiful remains of the mink she had brought along to dispose of outside.
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SilverFur. [Silverfur]