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While infinitely optimistic and positive in personality, dramatic shifts in weather - especially from warm to cold - put Yuccablossom into a dangerously bad mood. Winter was whispering on the wind, trees were nearly bare and even her favorite sunning stones were cold to the touch. The tortoiseshell she-cat threw herself dramatically on the ground and groaned and folded herself into a tight ball.
"I miss green-leaf," She said with a childish pout on her face, batting at a brown leaf that blew toward her and missing it, "I hope it warms up at least one more time before the first snow."
"Wouldn't count on it." A familiar voice, grouchy of course, piped up. Florian shifted on his paws nearby, looking entirely unhappy with, well, everything. Was this a shock? No. At least, not his attitude. Him being around was an entirely different story, because usually he was just, nowhere really.
"Florian! You came to visit again!" Yuccablossom perked up pretty quickly when she saw her brother approach. Of course, as soon as she locked eyes on him she began to look behind and around him, activating her element to be taller just so she could get the best view, "Is Zephyrglade with you? He was last time. I'm worried because he disappeared again without tell me goodbye, so maybe he's in danger. Also, how are you doing?"
Post by Honeystorm on Dec 12, 2021 22:18:42 GMT -5
"No, just me. I'm living, is there really much else to say?" Florian answered, sighing heavily at his littermate's cheery demeanor. She got all the joy, he got all the angst, it seemed like. "I'd ask you the same, but you appear to be doing well enough."
"That scoundrel," Yuccablossom sighed and shrunk back down to normal size, "One of these days I'm going to act angry when he comes again, I bet it'll shock him to his core! But enough of that. I'm so glad to see you! Do you have any plans? Is this just a visit... or an extended stay!?"
Yuccablossom's cheery expression darkened for a moment when Florian mentioned the death of their mother. She hadn't dealt with it exactly, nor had she talked to anyone about it, but she did not intend to open up to her brother now. She much preferred helping others than being helped herself.
"So you don't have a home right now?" She asked after a short pause, her expression returning to normal, "If so, you're welcome to stay in DayClan as long as you need to, it's where your family is, after all. But I would be doing you a disservice if I didn't inform you that the Regime has split into two. Those who disagreed with Shule's ways returned to their original home in the west and are lead by Havilah, he even visited here not all that long ago to apologize to Glowstar and Foxstar for Shule's actions. You may find a place for yourself there, but... I'd much rather have you here!"
And that was when the tortoiseshell she-cat threw herself at Florian and gave him a big bear hug and a kiss on the cheek.
