[taillow]

 

Originally Posted by Neptune.

Larkwing
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28 moons || she/her || RC Queen Warrior || Kitty Softpaws, Mind Reader, Killer Aptitude T2
scarred, scrawny dilute tortoiseshell; green eyes

She'd been denying it for a long time, terrified of what other cats might say about her, terrified of what she might think of herself... but it's likely soon that her and Fishfreckle's kits will be here, and she cannot cling to what comfort her current title brings her anymore. She can't. For StarClan's sake, she was a leader! She's had harder conversations than this before, made tougher decisions in her tenure than the simple act of moving to the nursery... for six moons...

It's mostly the length in which she'll be disallowed to preform warrior duties that makes her nervous. How long has she been back with her Clan? About five moons? And already she's spent two of them being useless after her damn leg and tail got snapped (they healed up fine for the most part... her tail's a little wonky and her leg still feels weak to stand on sometimes but... they've healed). She hates that once again she's going to be useless, that she's going to have to rely on others to provide for her when she can very well provide for herself. But... this isn't just about her. It's for her kits.

"Stormstar," she calls from outside the den, giving the courtesy of being allowed permission - or not - as she had always liked to do things.

[ @taillow ]

Stormstar - RiverClan Leader

Stress. Although Stormstar wasn't sure if it was from the lack of sleep, the subtle paranoia after all the exiles, or just general leader duties. It had been gnawing at her all day to the point where when her stomach rumbled, she realized she hadn't yet eaten today. Just as she stood to exit her den, perhaps go out and do some hunting, a voice sounded from the outside. Larkwing? "Yeah, in here," she called out, watching with blue eyes for the dilute figure of the former leader to come in. It hadn't been all that long since their... talk, and since they Stormstar hadn't spoken much to the other. She cleared her throat, ignoring the urge to shuffle her paws.

[ Apologies for the wait ]