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@dovepaw.
As much as she'd like to say the fight went well, Hyacinthbreath couldn't say the same for her reputation as of right now. Her paws drag through the mud as she looks for her newfound apprentice, injured mildly from the battle that was had. Cobwebs and herbs drape her throat from where Silver had wounded her, though it looks messy from Hyacinth moving around so much. She couldn't seem to get comfortable, with the lingering stares of her clanmates around her.
Must we kill to prove our loyalties? She thinks to herself, wondering if she would have to live this life forever. Killing, killing, killing- how did someone not grow tired of such a terrible thing? She never thought herself a pacifist, but she never thought herself a mass murderer either.
She couldn't live with herself if that became the case.
Her head pokes into the medicine cat's den, not seeing Beesong there- perhaps he was out training Ravenpaw. However, the brown tabby was there in his nest, obviously resting. "Dovepaw," Hyacinthbreath meows in greeting, though even she thinks that her paranoia is getting the best of her. "Are you healing okay? Let's take a walk, if you can move."
As much as she'd like to say the fight went well, Hyacinthbreath couldn't say the same for her reputation as of right now. Her paws drag through the mud as she looks for her newfound apprentice, injured mildly from the battle that was had. Cobwebs and herbs drape her throat from where Silver had wounded her, though it looks messy from Hyacinth moving around so much. She couldn't seem to get comfortable, with the lingering stares of her clanmates around her.
Must we kill to prove our loyalties? She thinks to herself, wondering if she would have to live this life forever. Killing, killing, killing- how did someone not grow tired of such a terrible thing? She never thought herself a pacifist, but she never thought herself a mass murderer either.
She couldn't live with herself if that became the case.
Her head pokes into the medicine cat's den, not seeing Beesong there- perhaps he was out training Ravenpaw. However, the brown tabby was there in his nest, obviously resting. "Dovepaw," Hyacinthbreath meows in greeting, though even she thinks that her paranoia is getting the best of her. "Are you healing okay? Let's take a walk, if you can move."
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