ROEFLAME — I fell in love with the fire long ago.
Lavender and citrus reflects against the clouds, signaling daybreak.
Yet, settled under high rock, Roeflame cannot bring herself to lift her gaze from where it sits burning into the apprentices den.
The lead warrior has found herself brooding. From her recent persistent weariness down to her newest apprentice, who has proven to potentially be her biggest challenge.
She has half a mind to go running to Flycatcher for advice, but that would mean admitting her own difficulty in her adolescence, and perhaps this was a situation Roeflame had to navigate through on her own.
She understands where Foxpaws explosive emotions stem from, but the tabby also knows that her job is to educate, not enable.
Finally, a familiar auburn pelt stumbles from the apprentices den, eyes still squinted with sleep.
Roeflame does not move, instead opting to signal her apprentice over with a lift of her chin.
"Sit." It is her only simple command, spoken plainly and without looking towards the apprentice.
It is only when she’d see Foxpaw comply that her attention would shift to them, suppressing an sigh that was desperate to escape.
"speech"
Lavender and citrus reflects against the clouds, signaling daybreak.
Yet, settled under high rock, Roeflame cannot bring herself to lift her gaze from where it sits burning into the apprentices den.
The lead warrior has found herself brooding. From her recent persistent weariness down to her newest apprentice, who has proven to potentially be her biggest challenge.
She has half a mind to go running to Flycatcher for advice, but that would mean admitting her own difficulty in her adolescence, and perhaps this was a situation Roeflame had to navigate through on her own.
She understands where Foxpaws explosive emotions stem from, but the tabby also knows that her job is to educate, not enable.
Finally, a familiar auburn pelt stumbles from the apprentices den, eyes still squinted with sleep.
Roeflame does not move, instead opting to signal her apprentice over with a lift of her chin.
"Sit." It is her only simple command, spoken plainly and without looking towards the apprentice.
It is only when she’d see Foxpaw comply that her attention would shift to them, suppressing an sigh that was desperate to escape.
"speech"