"They say, “stay in your lane boy, lane boy,”
But we go where we want to,
They think this thing is a highway, highway,
But will they be alive tomorrow?

They think this thing is a highway, if it was our way,
We’d have a tempo change every other time change,
‘Cause our mind’s changed on what we think is good,
I wasn't raised in the hood,
But I know a thing or two about pain and darkness,
If it wasn't for this music I don’t know how I would have fought this," - "Lane Boy" by twenty one pilots
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The NightClan takeover was just so frustrating when he didn't know what was going on and couldn't tell friend from foe so easily until he felt claws sinking into his fur. The seasoned, blind Garden Keeper had to desperately rely on his clanmates for information but who has the time when their clan was under siege? Then just like that it seemed leadership changed overnight, well actually it did. The honest truth was of course he was bitter about it, unlike before when he heard word of the gather where less clans were following under StarClan it didn't matter to him - in his eyes how other clans lived their lives was none of his business and he was never one to cast judgement in that way. But that inner sense of grave injustice from this mangy clan imposing their ways on them and harming his clans was difficult for a truly petty cat like him to forgive. But resistance could cause his clanmates to pay the price, so he had to keep it under lock and key and let it seethe out in the form of petty little inconveniences for the NightClan cats.

Like right now. While working in the dark didn't matter to him for obvious reason aside from messing up his cicada rhythm, the Garden Keeper who was suppose to head back to camp, just blatantly walked off to tend to the wildflower fields. He didn't need no NightClan escort and he'd make them chase after him if he could and make them hold his paw all the way back to camp while walking as slow as possible just to waste as much of their time as he could. No one ever said Nebulous-sight couldn't be sassy petty cat.