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Heda Peach gazed over the coalition territory from inside one of the church spires that served as Absum Lux'x camp, watching his step carefully as he climbed the steps. Technically no one was supposed to come up here because the church was falling apart and one misplaced paw could send the whole spire falling down, but Peach felt almost obligated to at least try, because come on - Absum Lux had a camp was an incredibly cool-looking and once-ornate Twoleg church, and no one was exploring it? Absolutely crazy, he thought, and a wasted opportunity. He stiffened slightly as a small piece of plaster flaked off the wall. ...But if anyone else comes up here, I'll double their patrol shifts.
i am leaving soon, hit me up anytime on discord <3
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Post by uniqcrim on Jul 21, 2019 23:55:43 GMT -5
She had a knack for being in places she wasn't supposed to be, but the she-cat usually excelled in not getting caught as well. Her ears perked up as she heard the loud sounds of a cat attempting to climb the church which she was currently perched delicately on and she peered over to gauge the situation. It was less dangerous for a small , agile, and skilled catch such as herself but for a bigger cat it would be more precarious. "Careful or you'll fall." She didn't bother with greeting to Heda, knowing that he would probably get mad no matter what she did and instead she would simply take responsibility for getting caught.
Peach gave Wes-kepa a dry look, silently envying the younger cat’s more agile form. He knew of the former heda’s daughter, but hadn’t interacted with her – much like he hadn’t had much direct contact with the othet tyros either, barring Fuzzyheart’s sister.
“I, for one, welcome death,” he remarked back, which he deemed an entirely appropriate response to one of the coalition’s tyros. “You shouldn’t be up here, by the way – though I’m not going to tell you to leave, in the unlikely event that you do somehow tumble off the edge and hurt yourself, because that seems like it would make for a very good life lesson.” Interesting. Apparently all it took was for Peach to leave SpringClan for a few moons, and he had suddenly become the type of leader who would leave a tyro to fall off the roof of a church in his presence. But hey - if it wasn't in the coalition's code of conduct, then Wanheda wouldn't mind, Peach had decided.
i am leaving soon, hit me up anytime on discord <3
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Post by uniqcrim on Jul 31, 2019 14:10:27 GMT -5
A small smirk passed over the young cats face and she did a polite dip of her head to the Heda. Perhaps he wasn’t so bad if he recognized that much at least and the inevitability of death. Death was the last thing Wes-kepa feared but rather found it may become a good friend of hers one day. Of course, she knew better than to tempt it too much. “Don’t worry - I’m very careful. I have a very strong sense of self preservation. I admit, I’m surprised to see the Heda up here at this time of day. Surveillance?” She mused gently with a soft purr in her voice. She may not feel much, but she was getting better at emulating the emotions of cats around her.
