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During the course of her deputy-ship so far, Roeflame had felt like a natural in the beginning, taking an easy step up in the authoritative ladder, gaining experience in the skill she had grown up around her entire life.
Then, Trufflepelts body had appeared on their doorstep with Thundergleam clinging on, Raccoonstripes glaring disdain for her promotion had yet to wane, tensions between seemingly all four of their neighbors only looked to be increasing and… Roeflame found herself painfully lost in how she was to conduct herself in the face of it all, now.
That is why sharing breakfast with Flamestar this morning was something the new deputy had greatly looked forward to, a free spot in their busy day to enjoy a meal with an old friend, and for a superior to extend a little wisdom to an aimless trainee.
Taking the first bite of the blackbird, Roeflame passes the meal to Flamestar while she chews, basking in the dawns vivid, rosy light. “Can I ask you something, as a leader?” The tabby molly finally prompts lightly, trying not to put too much weight behind her words. “Was the shift difficult for you, when Howlingstar asked you to be her deputy?” There is genuine curiosity in Roeflames' gaze. Flamestar had been sure in her for a reason, but perhaps Roeflame would be able to find an extra piece of solace in the fiery tabby sharing her experience.
Then, Trufflepelts body had appeared on their doorstep with Thundergleam clinging on, Raccoonstripes glaring disdain for her promotion had yet to wane, tensions between seemingly all four of their neighbors only looked to be increasing and… Roeflame found herself painfully lost in how she was to conduct herself in the face of it all, now.
That is why sharing breakfast with Flamestar this morning was something the new deputy had greatly looked forward to, a free spot in their busy day to enjoy a meal with an old friend, and for a superior to extend a little wisdom to an aimless trainee.
Taking the first bite of the blackbird, Roeflame passes the meal to Flamestar while she chews, basking in the dawns vivid, rosy light. “Can I ask you something, as a leader?” The tabby molly finally prompts lightly, trying not to put too much weight behind her words. “Was the shift difficult for you, when Howlingstar asked you to be her deputy?” There is genuine curiosity in Roeflames' gaze. Flamestar had been sure in her for a reason, but perhaps Roeflame would be able to find an extra piece of solace in the fiery tabby sharing her experience.
┌── I GOT A POCKET
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A POCKET FULL OF SUNSHINE ──┐
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@Flamestar
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⭃ petite cinnamon silver ticked tabby with murky green eyes & a small scar over her left eye.
⭃ mate to Burnstorm ☀ mentor to Dovepaw & Dwindlingpaw
⭃ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted ☀ underline and tag when attacking
⭃ penned by Noor ↛ @toyangel on discord, feel free to dm for plots.