[Neptune.]

Wrenseeker
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12 moons || she/her || StarClan Warrior || Silver Tongue
long furred silver smoke she-cat; blue eyes

Dead feline watches with twitching tail tip as the ancient RiverClan cat answers her questions. He seems the most important one here, not only in that he's making her the proposition, but in that the others (aside from that weird.... is that even a cat??) seem to subtly defer to him. Orders are something she understands, something that's easy. In her maw, her tongue curls in an attempt to form her answer, but she waits for Magpiewisp to finish. Forsaking StarClan and, when she dies again, returning to the afterlife in the sticky muck of the Dark Forest was honestly a fate she'd found didn't bother her. It's just the afterlife. So what if she's in the muck and mud?

The promise he'd kill her should she misbehave is not ignored, but when you're already dead, somehow the idea of dying again by the paws of the Dark Forest doesn't sound as scary. She simply won't misbehave.

"Okay," she agrees, tail curling over her paws and expression set. "I can follow orders. I accept this deal."

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