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"Clans have the authority to do as they please to intruders, even when they're turning," Dusky said, but he hoped his words weren't true. In SunClan and Primal Instinct, the places he grew up in, that was a fact. DayClan was different, but so far he hadn't met another clan like DayClan, he hoped the rest of the clans were more peaceful. "That's why I felt sick because even though you're strong he could be convincing the commander that you assaulted a sentinel and he would be right.But you wouldn't be family if you didn't scare me sick I guess," He admitted with a lazy, teasing smile.
Post by Honeystorm on Sept 26, 2020 13:28:03 GMT -5
"Well, it's a good thing the Regime isn't clan then." Miracle answered, offering a smile in return. "It's been a while since I've seen Shule, but if there's one thing I know, is that she wouldn't immediately demonize anyone of Sean's kits, grandkits, and so forth. Green's side, not so lenient, but if Kotori is any indication, let alone my record with the Regime, then I should expect to at least be heard out before being turned away." The initial reaction, of course, depended on if Shule knew it was her, but she doubted Shule would just attack once the Commander realized it was the ex-Chaman.
Shule immediately paused upon hearing Miracle's name. The she-cat had left the Regime in good standing, great standing actually. The former Raiser had spent time as Superior, Chaman, and had even given one of her two lives to the Regime. Her loyalty had never been a question, and generally, it would never have been a question in her mind to immediately allow the she-cat to return, no questions asked, for she had no reason to doubt the she-cat's intentions.
This situation was a bit different however. Miracle wasn't a fighter when she didn't have to be, though time in the League could very easily change a cat, and that was something she had to acknowledge. However, she still doubted that the she-cat would just attack Havilah without reason. That was highly unlike her. Let alone such a pointed strike to wound his pride. "I understand your anger, Sentinel." She began, curling her tail around white paws as she met his gaze coolly. "However, let me start with this. If a cat identifies themselves as ex-Regime, or Eerie, you are to either get me, or bring them to me, unless otherwise specified for a specific cat, understood? If I am not available, then Laurel or Undertow." Her tone left no question to whether this was an order or not, it very apparently was. "If you require a list of those who have free reign and those to be chased out, I will provide you one. We are the Regime, not a band of heartless rogues, and we will not act like one. Not every situation needs a show of force, and you should know better."
She leaned back. "I don't know what transpired that she attacked you, but it will be dealt with accordingly. I suggest you go find a guider, get patched up, and take the rest of the day off duty to relax." Jadie
For once in her life, Blue was happy that hers was so simple. She tested putting weight back down on her leg and took a couple steps forward, now shoulder-to-shoulder with Miracle... or as close as she could get to that due to her small size. Since they were talking about family members and politics, she didn't know what to say, so she said nothing.
Havilah was fuming, but Shule would know that. On matters such as this he was a pretty simple cat. It was hard to blame him for his resistance to outsiders, though, given that he believed his family had been murdered by one. Oh, and just blindly trust an Eerie? He need only reference Kotori to make his point on that one. Argument won. He didn't think he was being too careful but Shule left him no more room to argue. His militant up-brining would not allow him to do so, his stance was clear and saying anything else would only make him look like an unruly kit. He didn't like it. She knew it. Case closed.
"As you wish, Commander," Havilah replied with emphasis on her rank, for that was the only reason he was listening to her at this point, "I would very much like to have a list. Knowing you, I'm sure it's short."
Shule rose to her paws and leaned towards Havilah, the two barely a whisker's width from being directly touching. "If there's one rule you should heed, Havilah, it's to not start any fight you can't be absolutely certain you will win, especially with a fellow Eerie. You are not the strongest member of the family, and for every one of your relatives who would choose words over claws, there are many more who would have no problems beating you half to death to get their points across." She pulled back, holding his gaze for a long moment before turning to head out of her den and figure out whatever the mess of the situation she was about to encounter was. But she paused at the den's entrance, her voice softer now. "And that's not advice as your Commander, Havilah. That's advice as your family. The last thing I want to see is your corpse brought back to the Regime for burial. I've buried far too many I care about already." With that, she was gone, off to deal with the next problem.
Havilah didn't dare speak back to Commander Shule. That was his militant training kicking in, as well as some common sense. She outranked him in pretty much every way possible and he'd already pushed the limit. He let out a short, sarcastic laugh then disappeared into a tunnel opposite the one Shule had taken. Whether or not he was truly going to take the day off would forever be up to debate.
"Commander Shule," Cadet Sapphire had heard some of the commotion and was on her way toward Miracle & Company when she crossed paths with her leader. She briefly bowed her head in respect then fell into step behind her without any prompting. She was young, but she was also a mercenary, the exact type of cat you'd want on your side during a technical border skirmish.
"Seems whoever is ahead had a run in with Sentinel Havilah," She commented, his scent - and the scent of his blood - was strong, as this had been the very same path her had taken to report to Shule.