Event [#event]
Dusklion - RiverClan Deputy
In the midst of the calamity that this event had turned into - in the midst of all the yelling, the accusations, the protests... Dusklion felt her heart shatter. Not because of what the Clan was saying, not because of the situation they found themselves in. Because as she was staring at the cat she had once swore the world to, she found that she didn't recognize him.
It hurt more than dying, losing her brother like this.
After a moment, when Waterlily was being helped away and Fadingstar had turned to flee, Dusklion finally rose from her spot. She watched him go, unable to hide the way her soul was shattering in her blue eyes. She didn't bother to stop the silent tears that fell from her face, the disappointment and let-down written clear as day across her expression. She stared after him with only one thought echoing in her mind.
What happened to 'you and me against the world?'
"Enough." Her voice was a bit hoarse and she cleared it, sweeping her gaze around. "I want everyone to find somethin' do to 'n do it now." Padding forward from her spot, one step in front of the other, Dusklion turned to look over the Clan. Her eyes found Splashleap and they narrowed. "Splashleap, I suggest you close yours, too 'n move away from Grimpaw." There was no anger in her voice, only a direct order given.
From there she looked to Adderstrike, and something akin to sorrow flashed in her eyes. "Make sure Waterlily gets back to her nest, 'n send Berries to check on her if she gets worse." She gave a nod to the warrior before once again turning to the rest of the Clan.
"'M gonna go find my brother, 'n figure out what the hell just happened. This event is over. There's huntin' that can be done, or borders that can be checked up on. Instead of fightin' 'n arguin' with each other, I expect you all to be Clanmates 'n that's that." More exhaustion tinged with a directness that wasn't necessarily new, but somehow felt foreign rolling off her tongue.
She glanced briefly at Starrykit, then murmured to Adds, "Can you ask Wisteriawren to look after Starrykit?" She knew the little kit must be angry, and sad, and grief-stricken. She didn't need her running off again.
With that, the RiverClan deputy turned and stalked out of the twoleg den, following her brother's scent.
