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winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Feb 5, 2022 22:59:35 GMT -5
Tuskblood was still getting used to her new role. It almost felt wrong to be in this place again, sitting as someone's right hand. It was a place she had vowed not to venture again after growing too attached the last time. The ancestors had a funny way of aligning destiny to to fit their wants, though, and she could not oppose her ancestors. Being heir did not keep her from performing unlikeable duties, such as visiting the prison. This was the one place she had yet to venture into for fear that someone she knew would be in there. After Waterclan scattered, it felt like she ran into someone she knew in every clan.
As she stepped foot into the prison, a rat scuttled past her and she let out a sigh. What a trademark creature to exist in this desolate place. Her intense green eyes scanned the area for anything amiss when they landed on someone familiar... of course. "Fierydaemon." Her husky voice echoed off the rocks and she stepped forward to expose herself from the shadows. "You are not who I was expecting to see."
Fierydaemon was curled up in a ball, shivering with the cold. The prison was located close to the edge of camp, ensuring that the cats at the bottom of the pit were as cold and uncomfortable as possible.
On top of eating poorly for the past month the tortoiseshell black and ginger she cat was very thin. Her amber eyes opened and she looked up at the cat who had entered squinting, tensing wary of who it might be.
Her eyes widened when she saw Tuskblood, she scrambled to her paws. "Tuskblood!" She croaked out, coughing at how rusty her voice was with disuse. "What are you doing here?" Her ears flattened. "They didn't get you too did they?"
There weren't any guards with her though, and there was no scent of blood on her. But Tuskblood hadn't been in WinterClan... at least last that Fierydaemon had been aware of...
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
2,485 posts
Post by simplylight on Feb 18, 2022 22:40:26 GMT -5
Tuskblood's ears rose in shock at Fierydaemon's voice. She seemed so weak right now, which made her both angry and confused. "No, no they didn't get me." She responded quietly, picking her way across the ground to stand in front of the other she-cat. Her sharp green eyes scanned her over, noting how skinny and dull she looked. "I am just patrolling. I didn't know you were down here or I would have come sooner. How did you get here?"
