- Dec 21, 2023
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The world does not stop when Howlingstar dies. There are still cats to be fed, to be taught, and with their smaller numbers, Badgerstripe has a heavier weight to carry.
She's felt eyes on her ever since she called out towards Skyclaw and his crew, and snapped at Sleekserpent. They knew she was not readily one of them, even if she remained quiet enough to reluctantly comply. Their presence was large and intimidating, and she felt she had barely a moment of peace - not even able to leave camp on her own anymore, as most cats were only let out by patrol with one of Skyclaw's trusted warriors.
Safe to say her privacy has diminished, along with the trust these cats once held in her. But not until now had she felt so completely disrespected and frustrated by a single cat.
Badgerstripe is doing her normal duties - she hunts on patrol, then returns and feeds those that need fed, and now she has moved onto the more menial tasks like replacing bedding. Almost every step of the way, a single pair of eyes lingers on her blue fur - the same set of fawn paws fall into her pawprints. She's ignored it for long enough, but as the sun begins its descent in the sky and the warrior is still shadowing her, Badgerstripe's anger and annoyance finally gets the better of her.
She whirls around, facing Yewflame with furrowed brows. A voice leaves her through gritted teeth, tired and just sick of it. " Great StarClan, will you get off my ass? " she demands, exasperated. " Following me around like a lost kitten. What do you want? "
BADGERSTRIPE ( she/her )
She's felt eyes on her ever since she called out towards Skyclaw and his crew, and snapped at Sleekserpent. They knew she was not readily one of them, even if she remained quiet enough to reluctantly comply. Their presence was large and intimidating, and she felt she had barely a moment of peace - not even able to leave camp on her own anymore, as most cats were only let out by patrol with one of Skyclaw's trusted warriors.
Safe to say her privacy has diminished, along with the trust these cats once held in her. But not until now had she felt so completely disrespected and frustrated by a single cat.
Badgerstripe is doing her normal duties - she hunts on patrol, then returns and feeds those that need fed, and now she has moved onto the more menial tasks like replacing bedding. Almost every step of the way, a single pair of eyes lingers on her blue fur - the same set of fawn paws fall into her pawprints. She's ignored it for long enough, but as the sun begins its descent in the sky and the warrior is still shadowing her, Badgerstripe's anger and annoyance finally gets the better of her.
She whirls around, facing Yewflame with furrowed brows. A voice leaves her through gritted teeth, tired and just sick of it. " Great StarClan, will you get off my ass? " she demands, exasperated. " Following me around like a lost kitten. What do you want? "
( ooc ) please wait for @Yewflame! ! <3 powerplay perms given for minor attacks as consequence for her little outburst :)