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When Fierydaemon had slipped over the border she hadn't expected WinterClan cats to be so close by. Though in hind sight she really should've been more careful when she opted to try and sneak away from SummerClan camp.
She had just been so sick of guard duty. And hearing everything go down in SummerClan as they took back control had been enough to prompt her to just run.
And welp, she'd traded nice comfortable SummerClan, and boring guard duty.
For the extremely cold and uncomfortable, role of a WinterClan prisoner.
She huffed.
'This sucks, I'm hungry and I'm bored. I just get to sit in prison all day and do nothing. Can I at least do chores or something?' It would still suck with her as hungry as she was. But at least if she had something to do.
They hadn't even listed off her rights or anything. All she knew was what her mother had been hissing about Wintrystar being a kit abuser at a gathering ages ago. Other than that Fierydaemon knew absolutely nothing about how WinterClan operated.
Fierydaemon groaned looking upwards, trying to spot one of the prison guards. "Hey, is anything going to happen soon? I'm dying of boredom faster than starvation!"
It wasn't the smartest choice. But she was bored, sitting cold in prison sucked. At least if they beat her up maybe she'd get a run down of things.
Prison guards did that right? Tell you where you stood in a clan while they beat you up.
Least that's how some NightClan cats had acted around the summerclan cats.
Post by Shadowbladeღ on Jan 14, 2022 18:07:20 GMT -5
(I have a bully character whose currently a queen so here's a nicer warrior to escort Fiery to cross paths if you'd like lol xD edit: because i was dumb and kinda scrolled/clicked my touchpad and hit 'post' as soon as i starting typing rip)
"Count the snowflakes and quit your whining," a certain deadpan warrior dismissed her squabble. His indigo eyes didn't even give her the honor of looking her way; he could instead be out there doing whatever he wanted but no they just had to get another prisoner. Asfar as he was concerned this postponed effect on his perfect day was partly her fault, and all the other prisoners for that matter. Perhaps he could ask the first Grace or lesser caste he sees to take over but it's been like hours, he guessed if he finished his rounds now he won't be bothered for the next few seasons or ever if he was lucky.
"If you have a request you can submit it over there" Indigochill lazily flickered his tail to nothing in particular it was just a corner - the farthest possible spot the prisoner could be from him and be the least annoying.
Edited Jan 14, 2022 18:20:28 GMT -5 By Shadowbladeღ
