[alec]

 

Originally Posted by Estelle

Sleepysunrise
[ 13 moons | She / Her | Shc Enforcer | Shadow Fiend ]

Blink. Blink. Duskpaw seemed upset. Strange. Rookfire showed up, too. He didn’t look like he enjoyed the show either. Why? She knew Duskpaw had been talking nonsense to Hawkpaw. They were… Arguing. And Sleepysunrise didn’t like arguing. So then, why did Duskpaw suddenly seem upset at her? The enforcer looked at her with a gaze you could almost call clueless or condescending. But Sleepysunrise didn’t like Duskpaw’s answer. It made her feel things in her chest she couldn’t place. Not grief or sympathy, even if the enforcer wouldn’t know. Anger.

Rookfire spoke first, the words streaming by her on near deaf ears. Her mind was lazered into Duskpaw, unsettlingly bright gaze locked on the apprentice. It was sad to hear of his loses, perhaps it shone light on why he left the fish in the first place, it reminded her of Darkfall’s loses. The stranger. She blinked, again, strangely often for her doing. Even Rookfire mentioned mama and the little apprentice-sized molly considered the facts. She knew mama had trained Rookfire. She had thought mama preferred Rookfire. Rationally speaking mama didn’t, but even Rookfire addressed the topic in such a way the thoughts couldn’t be avoided. They resurfaced, pushing the temples of the she-cat in manners that made her head hurt.

“She wasn’t.”
The enforcer finally stated, mater-of-factly.
“She was… Your Great aunt. At best. But mama... Never called Cougarbite cousin.”
In that regard, if she considered familiar ties, she would almost think Rookfire was family with the way the fish hung onto Mossfreckle’s baitless hook; mama had been close to the more experience medic, she knew their ties to be strong.

“Oh.”
She stared on, reminded of Duskpaw’s revelation on her lack of presence. She tilted her head. She spoke of herself in the past as if she had changed, which puzzled the feline who had seen no changes in her. Other than growing louder. More disruptive.
“You are slow.”
She confirmed to herself, pondering those words.
“You should… Be nicer. And train.”
That’s what Nightshiver told the kits, right, to be nice when they argued? She found Duskpaw’s statements to have little sense. She should be nicer to her sister. She was here now. Sleepysunrise flicked an ear. Had it been Hawkpaw grieving Cougarbite’s disappearance, it would have made more sense. Hawkpaw was gone up until recent, was she not? Or had she been slacking too?

Her eyes settled on Duskpaw again.
“Tomorrow. Sunrise.”
A blank stare bore into the apprentice as she stated those words; a clear intention to assess Duskpaw and see where she had gotten over the past five moons. If she had been here all this time, the enforcer deemed it an utmost oddity that Duskpaw was still untrained as she seemed to be. Not a warrior assessment, mind you.

With nothing more to add lest the apprentice continue her show, Sleepysunrise’s gaze shifted over to the newest medic who seemed both keen and evasive of his role. She couldn’t quite place where Rookfire stood.


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ROOKFIRE
[ he/him | shadowclan medicine cat app | purrks ]
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rookfire let sleepysunrise handle the interpersonal stuff, simply listening and standing by, this was getting irrelevant. its been irrelevant for a while now and it started off irrelevant but he wasnt really super into waiting around and wasting his valuable time listening to them fight about who was whos family and who wasnt. how did that matter at all? perhaps it was because he hadnt been with his parents for a long time before they died, merely a kit, never had any extended family, or anything comparable, but it just didnt appear relevant at all to him, no more than..genetics bounds, nothing that actually mattered as far as social connections went. how did parentage or being someone cousin or aunt or whatever different genetics connections there were make up for the connection one had to build with a friend or loved one before being able to consider them as such..? besides that, for all he cared duskpaw could continue moping as long as she stayed silent, stopped causing trouble and attacking other apprentices for seemingly no reason. not even the lack of training or engagement around the clan he would be alright with ignoring as long as she just didnt cause trouble, dawnstar or mistlewhisker would sort it out soon enough. was that a bad choice? probably. but he wasnt quite here to make good choices now was he?
he wouldve brought up training them as well, but sleepysunrise came first, offering words far kinder than his own wouldve been, he wouldnt have told them to be nicer kindly but just .. perhaps intimitated her into listening, not really the guy for soft words and understanding emotions in the way some other cats were. "'m with ya on that, count me in" the medicine cat apprentice invited himself into the training session, unaware that this would possibly not be met by enthusiasm but suspicion by sleepysunrise. in his mind his duties extended to this and further, anything he had ever been ordered to do and more.
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