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Nour knew their family was big. Her father had told them so, told them about their cousin Charlotte who took care of the league, of their mother's other life in DayClan, and of course their aunt Chelsea, the only one from their father's litter that they knew. Yet, Nour had still never met her, Bermondsey had always made some excuse about aunt Chelsea being busy or something else.
That didn't stop Nour though, because as soon as they spotted another cat that matched the description, they came dashing over with a grin. "You're my aunt Chelsea right?" she greeted brightly.
Bermondsey steering his children away was alright by her, Chelsea content to distance herself from the products of her brother's stupidity. They were all symbols of his greatest betrayal, every last one of the bright-eyed, bouncing brats, and worse than that, they were disgustingly coddled by both their mother and father. Was it jealousy that turned her amber eyes green? Jealousy of kits that had what she had lacked when she was young like them?
Chelsea scoffed, rolling over and out of her thoughts just as one of the kits invading them began to bound towards her. You're my aunt Chelsea right? "How perceptive of you," she drawled, "Now run along. I'm sure your daddy is missing...whichever one you are."
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Post by achromatic on Dec 28, 2021 16:48:35 GMT -5
Luckily, or perhaps unluckily for Chelsea, Nour wasn't the type to be swayed easily. She had one goal, which was to meet her aunt and to learn more about her, and despite Chelsea's less than pleased expression, Nour's still held the excitement and mischief that often laced her features. "I'm Nour!" she piped up, "I'm probably the coolest one of my siblings you'll meet anyway, but my other sisters are Cordelia and Tilly...you can tell because Cordelia's got a grey face and Tilly's mostly white. They both have blue eyes though...and I have a brother Laertes who's just a total nerd."
She giggled. "Where are you going?" she asked, already trotting alongside Chelsea, peering at the direction they were heading, "can you bring me out? I want to learn what assassins do!"
The yellowing portraits on the walls watched with unmoved disinterest as the Assassin strolled the corridors. She could mostly tune Nour's endless chatter out to a steady drone in the background but every cursory look cast across her sinewy shoulders would make her cognizant of their babbles, long enough to catch her questions as they reached the banister. "Really? You want to learn how to be an assassin?" Interest sparked in her expression, simmering in the darks of her eyes. "What do you think we do?"
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Post by achromatic on Dec 28, 2021 18:22:28 GMT -5
Nour, despite all her curiosity, still didn't know much about the league's runnings, only the basics of everything. While her parents weren't exactly the best at keeping things PG around the kids–Bermondsey was too awkward and murdery and Eshek didn't seem to have a filter around them at all–they didn't really teach them about things like murder...yet.
"I don't know," she meandered about, "but I know you go on adventures, and you get to cross to the other clans and spy on the other cats. I think I'd make a good spy, and you could teach me, you know?" She was already looking at the she-cat with wonder in her eyes, "you can teach me what you do on the way, let's go!"
