HEART IN A HEADLOCK = [ mirestar ]

[scalejaw]

★ She is on a warpath.

Scalejaw finds Mirestar in their den not long after the battle return, not long after Mapletuft has been chosen as deputy. Eyes flash dangerously as she announces herself before pushing herself into the den. Lilacfur was likely off in the nursery, leaving just them in what used to be Chilledstar's- Smogmaw's- den. Her head turned briefly, looking at familiar walls before she looks towards their leader themselves. She makes herself at one, vision pinned to her former announcement.

She allows the silence to stretch between them. She catalogues the points she wants to go over. Firstly, the battle for Thunderclan's territory. That resulted in injuries, in Needlepoint's death, in what is irreparable grief for their clan because of their loss. Scalejaw knows that is not something easily glossed over, and she's sure that Mirestar themselves haunts their own thoughts with her. Secondly, Mapletuft as a choice. She clears her throat finally, if Mirestar has not broken the silence, she does now.

"Before I start, do you have anything you'd like to ask me?" She questions. There is nothing she knows that Mirestar has done... 'wrong'. 'Wrong' would have been tossing the towel in, leaving like Smogmaw- of which, she was still burning angry about- but everything they had done lately was in shades of grey morals that made Scalejaw question most.

‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎‎ ‎┌── AND JUST LIKE THE RAIN ⋅❁⋅ YOU CAST THE DUST INTO NOTHING ──┐‎

• "speech"
  // @MIRESTAR

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• SCALEJAW 🌧 she/her, lead warrior of shadowclan, sixty-six moons.
  ★ A SH black/LH blue smoke chimera with glowering orange eyes, tufts of fur that make her look dragon-akin, and scars that she wears with pride. motherly and stern attitude, with a warm streak for clanmates and a cruel streak for enemies.
  ★ mentoring no one
  ★ padding after no one / / mother to bonerattle, nightwhisper, and shadefall
  ★ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ★ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

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[MIRESTAR]

Scalejaw's appearance is not a surprising one — nor it is unwanted, though Mirestar wishes the shadows of their den could swallow them whole, just to avoid whatever wrath comes alongside her.

At the very least, their home will not feel so lonely. They've been spending time with Lilacfur and the kits in the nursery, but the consequences of the battle has wrecked them with enough guilt to seep into others like poison. They would rather ride out the worst of it by themself... though it is unfair in and of itself to think that way; those who held Needledrift even closer would not soon be free of the grief that they've indirectly caused.

There is no need to invite Scalejaw in, for she does it out of her own accord. Mirestar sees her take a look around — perhaps she wishes it were Smogstar instead of them.

Blue eyes stare into golden ones; the only "reaction" she gets for a few heartbeats.

"I could," they state, simply. "I could ask you if you think I made the right decision. If ensuring we won't go hungry is worth Needledrift's life... but asking questions will not bring her back, or soften the blow of her death." Their voice is soft — free of a tremble for once, as if Scalejaw's demanding presence is enough to anchor them. Down-turned eyes do not suggest anger, or even regret, not specifically. They surely would turn back time if they could... but they know the end result would be much the same. ThunderClan's treachery had needed retaliation and ShadowClan had required more land to survive leaf-bare. Mirestar would make different choices, would urge Needledrift not to go- but if it's in fate's hands, then another warrior would have fell in her place.
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