(That’s okay! I’ve been really busy too lol glad to see we are continuing this rp though!) She peered at him curiously and thought it was a bit strange that he came out simply to gaze at the stars and attempt to make sense of them. Then again, at least he had a reason. “Just because. The fresh air is nice and I don’t have any duties.” Elsie looked up at the aforementioned stars and remembered back to something a clan cat had once told her. “Did you know that clan cats believe stars are their dead? When their warriors die, they believe a new star appears in the sky that they call silverpelt.” She, of course, did not believe in that but she had always found clan life to be interesting even if it was not for her.

She shook her head, "I don't know. I was never a clan cat, I just used to know a few - here and there. Maybe it means that cat has fallen from grace or they are returning to be reincarnated, the clan cats believe in such things as well. It sounds crazy, right?" She smiled a little bit and glanced at him, blue eyes glinting in the dark starlight. "Since you are still new to the regime... what do you believe will happen when you die?" Some would consider their conversation very morbid but... Elsie had witnessed much death in her life in the Regime. Her own father was murdered by their family and she watched her fellow mercenaries fall one by one by the paws and jaws of their foes.

"The blind protector will come to collect me, just as he has come to collect many I have once known. It probably seems strange to talk about, huh? I don't know what life is like outside of the Regime, but cats die in battle here more than we die of sickness or accidents so it's only natural I think of it. I will admit, I was always curious of what was outside of here and my father's love left for a long time and came back but... she refuses to talk of her time while she was gone, even to her own children. What is it like out there?" She was not particularly close to Veteran Astrid but a piece of her wanted to be, it was one of the few links she had left to her father. Despite him having her with her mother, his lifelong love had been someone else and she was always curious about it. She did not know much of love but she knew plenty about family, she felt that she was related to the whole of the regime. (For the record... she pretty much is related to most of the regime which is why I was trying to look outside of it or the changes of accidental incest were way too high x'D)

(I thought I replied but apparently not cx i love this two already and we barely have any replies) For some reason, him calling her pretty stuck out in that sentence and she warmed under her fur, glancing away in an attempt to hide her embarrassment. That really wasn't even the point of the conversation and he probably didn't mean it, it was just simply a term and she shouldn't think about it too much. She tried to shake the thought out of her head and looked at him again, clearing her throat. "Somehow that doesn't surprise me. Family is important here and since you're one of us, you are like family. You are in a place where we would all risk our lives for each other. Loyalty is everything." She smiled. "I guess that's especially true for me, I have a huge family and I can't even keep track of all of them. My half-brother, Reisi, keeps having kits too I can hardly keep track of all my nieces and nephews." She purred with amusement.

She nodded, "Good luck finding that here. Many she-cats are afraid to have kits because suddenly they are responsible for someone outside of themselves. We can return to our duties at any point once they are weaned but many do not stick around. For some reason when they aren't raisers it's like the kits are aliens or something. I think kits are cute but I can see why many of them are scared because it's a lot of responsibility. A lot of us have families and some of them even big, but many of us feel disconnected from our mothers since we are often not raised by them." She smiled. The tabby wondered if she would ever have kits of her own, but decided she would never make the decision but allow something like that to just happen. What will happen will happen and she was a firm believe that the Blind Protector looked over and guided each of their paws to where they should be. "There are a lot of good cats here in the Regime, you'll just have to look around." She smiled. It was a bit odd to be talking about mates and kits with a tom cat she barely knew but it was kind of nice too. "I think I want kits one day myself, but I decided I wouldn't seek out a mate or kits per se and figured that maybe one day it would just... happen if it was meant for me." "Anyways.... Care to join me on a walk? I could show you some of the best places nearby for sparring or relaxing."

She offered a sheepish smile and flicked her tail in a gesture to move forward. "Sorry about that, I don't often come across others on the surface. Have you gotten well acquainted to the territory? There's some pretty neat stuff up here that you can't find in the dirt tunnels."