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Originally Posted by alec

ROOKFIRE
[ he/him | shadowclan medicine cat app | purrks ]
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mudslides reply to him attempting to assure her that the high rank and enforcer team were taking care of the issues theyve been having caught him off guard at first. 'nothing stays dead'?? what in stars name had mudslide seen in her life that would make her say something so...wrong. sure, cats could in rare cases call to their warrior ancestors to be given a second chance at life but that was nowhere near a reason to say nothing stayed dead.. "no idea what kinda experiences you've had but from what i know dead animals don' just raise ta' walk the earth again. 'specially not if theyve been eaten" rookfire replied with a small laugh, trying to imagine the mouse he had eaten earlier this day trying to claw its way back out of his stomach. or the badger he knew sleepysunrise had buried in the outskirts.. holdup that was actually kind of scary. trying to imagine mice and little critters coming back to life was amusing, considering the second death theyd have to suffer, but he would certainly not like to be faced with a used to be dead badger or something..

with a slight shake of his head, rookfire chased these thoughts away, focussing back on mudslide and trying to keep the conversation going. "sooo, d'ya still have family 'round? 've never seen ye with anyone besides roach" rookfire asked, entirely unaware that that was probably not something to just ask a cat he barely knew and also overlooking the way mudslide tensed. rook was a smart guy, he might even say so himself, but if he was in his head about something it was unlikely (to say the least) that he would notice any minor shifts in a cats mood. he was far better at spotting pain and picking up on the early wisps of sickly sweet illness than expressions anyway.

Mudslide
She, Her\Warrior\18 moons\Shadowclan
"There's blood in the water. The quiet are restless, the silent are still"


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Mudslide wished that Rookfire were a dragonfly. Then he'd be easier to swat away and crush with her tail.

The cold had quickly become bitting, and Mudslide was beginning to weigh her chances in the warriors den. All that extra body heat was sure to make her warm... But first, she had to listen to the herbalists antics, because of course she did. Something about her upbringing, huh? Well, Mudslide sure hadn't been sucking on a silver spoon, that's for sure. But she wasn't about to talk about it. Why would she? Rookfire had asked her enough questions to last her brain a whole year. Gosh, what made this guy shut up?

So, she didn't reply to his comment. He didn't need to know what she'd seen, chances are he'd seen worse, but it was no contest. And more importantly, it wasn't his business. No doubt it would never get through his thick skull anyways. Plus, he thought it was funny.

Wrapping her thickening tail tight around her paws, the tall warrior let out a vigorous shiver that trembled from her ears down. Mudslide considered completely ignoring the family question. She should've said no. But saying that would've deprived Squeaks from her life, her entitlement to being remembered. Mudslide didn't want to take that away from her. "Yes." She whispered, before she lifted herself to her paws, and headed to the warriors den.

Any cons of snoozing with strangers were very light compared to being gutted out by Rookfire. So she'd made her choice.