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Two years. Eight seasons. Twenty four moons, give or take. That was how long Foxstar had been High Priestess of SunClan. It happened that she would not be given the chance to contemplate this in the comfort of her own den, but surrounded by traitors and those unlucky enough to have been caught trespassing by the Regime. The paint had faded from the fearsome leader's fur, the fiery colors replaced by fox fur and angular features. Perhaps she was no longer styled as the clans had come to know her, but it was easy to see, even at a glance, that the Priestess was still a leader, even here, in the darkness.
Maybe the time away from home had done some good. Or possibly, Mars had incited a sort of wrath he would soon regret. Either way, Foxstar was startlingly calm. Had been since the news of Mars' death broke, had made it's way even to her in the prison. He hadn't yet asked directly if it was her doing, though she figured he suspected.
Today, as with every other, she inspected the prey she was thrown, checking for even the most faded scent of herbs. She wouldn't put it past herself to poison a prisoner, and as such, didn't put it past them either, even if they'd proven themselves far too weak to even kill their own resident traitor, Limavady. She prayed, and ate, and then walked around her prison some, tail twitching in thought.
It was the same routine, perhaps one her prisoner companions were growing tired of, but until one of them, or the guards, dared to break through her thoughts with a word directed towards her, the ivy eyed feline would continue on as always.
Sprawled uncomfortably in his corner of the prison, Chim watched her pace through a slitted green eye. He had not touched his prey; he knew it wasn’t poisoned, Mars had been treating him with painstaking respect to preserve their alliance, but he had no interest in eating today. He had already taken a dislike to both his companions: Limavady he had after speaking with him, but Foxstar he did not care to meet in the slightest. The deputy knew all too well the stories about her, but he couldn’t understand how she had won over his brother, all the same.
For such a legendary demon he’d built up in his mind, Foxstar was underwhelming. Just another cat.
“Stop pacing before I claw out your eyes and take them for my own,” Chim growled, though he was prone to pacing just as she was.
With a dramatic swish of her tail, Foxstar spun, sitting herself half a fox length away, and directly in front of the WaterClan deputy, a playful smile gracing her lips. For a prisoner, she seemed to be in a startlingly good mood, though perhaps this was fueled by making a traitor of one of their superiors, and causing the first death of their beloved Commander, though no one could prove as much. "Is there something you'd rather I be doing?" Her words were impish, wild and dangerous in a way that promised only the worst things would come from whatever he said. No one ever claimed she couldn't be a charming cat when she wanted to be.
Kotori glared at a small copper rock in front of him. He could hear his heart pounding in his ears. His exotic green stare intensified and his heart was roaring now, it was like a storm only he could hear from a heart of so much hate... So much-
His glare broke and his chin fell to the floor with a thump that made his vision turn dark. Memories of Cyra flickered, from when they met at the underground city where she was the only cat in the world who felt worthless in such a powerful family. She had been everything to him, he worshiped her like a Goddess. Hung to her every word, clung to her body for all the affection he never got and couldn't get. For a time he was everything Cyra needed and all the cats around him had turned to white noise compared to the beautiful never ending song that was Cyra. He felt in love with every lyric that swept out from her mouth and into his soul. When she cheated on him for another tom, to fill in a void he thought he was enough for. He needed more. But what no one could understand was that he wasn't a psychopath who killed everyone he hated. He killed everyone he loved.
All to take their lives so he could have multiple lives and become leader. Now. If his plan worked, all those lives would be spilled out tomorrow. Maybe the next day, there was no telling when he would be executed. And they would ask him if he regretted anything... But even if he did love his family they were annoying as hell. So. Yeah, he didn't regret anything. So what if Zakiyyah betrayed him? That his mom hated him. That he'd never become commander like he dreamed. He'd never regret a thing.
Tears slipped out from his eyes as he buried his half white and black face into his paws. Not a thing...
Sean came to gloat. That was it. Did he particularly have anything against Foxstar? No. But who didn't love to start trashing on someone when everyone else was doing it? Buuut now that he was here and his son was there too and crying... It just felt like the wrong moment wrong time. But he also told Commander Mars that he would guard for an hour which meant he had an entire hour to kill.
Post by Honeystorm on Jun 14, 2019 22:54:14 GMT -5
Her gaze lingered on the deputy's for a moment linger before her ear twitched, gaze turning to the sound of the crying tom not so far away. Kotori. She'd heard about him. The whispers that swirled around him, killing his family, fleeing to the League. Moreover, he was the child of the she-cat she wanted dead, and the former Commander coincidentally watching them without a word. In silence, the foxheart rose, gliding across their dark prison to sit beside the teary eyed tom. White tipped tail swished, its plush softness coming to rest on the Hunter's shoulders. Was she the sort of comfort he was looking for? Probably not, Foxstar wasn't usually the one to be known for her gentleness. But looking at her in this moment, you couldn't tell that. Her eyes were as soft as a feather, gentle as the whispering breeze as she laid herself beside him, just barely touching her fur to his.
She didn't speak either, leaving Kotori to decide whether he was alright with her presence or not, a quiet comfort that his own father was failing to provide in that moment. Even if no one there believed her motives to calm him pure, Foxstar didn't particularly care. She understood why she was doing this, and that was what mattered.
Chim met her gave in silence, refusing to give her an inch. He shouldn't have said anything to begin with so he'd have to remedy his mistake now, though he was tempted to spit out a sarcastic response. As she turned and walked away the opportunity escaped him, and he sat back on his haunches to watch her comfort one of the other prisoners. Good; that crying was going to get on his nerves soon enough. It was a small den for all of them to be kept in.
He stalked over to the entrance and leaned out to look for the guard. "Are you sure I can't get a private room? I'm small, you can hide me at the bottom of the fresh-kill pile if you want."
Kotori looked up at Foxstar, he didn't know her. In fact, he came in after her, only knew that she was a leader of a clan. Chim seemed nice so he guessed Foxstar probably was wrongfully locked up too, then again they got him right so maybe not, but in the moment he realized he didn't really care if she was nice or not. That he hardly ever seemed to care if someone was nice to others, just that they respected him and Foxstar seemed to be the only one that, with no reason at all, did care.
"Thanks, but. I wasn't crying," Kotori said drying his eyes, "I just have bad allergies and was also thinking of sad things..."
"She-cats loves a passionate tom, don't be sorry, Kotori," Sean called over to him.
"Stop listening to my conversations DAD!" Kotori hissed before looking back over more nicely to Foxstar, "He's really annoying, but I can't seem to kill him," He sniffed pushing away more tears. For most of his life he never felt anything, but resentment, anger, and love. Now that he was actually feeling anything outside of that he was realizing he had little control over his emotions at all. He never experienced them in his early life and now that he was older he cried like an absolute kit, "I'm sorry, everything just kind of sucks right now."
He batted at his eyes again to try to get the tears to stop so he wouldn't be an utter wreck in front of a leader and a deputy and his dad.
Sean leaned against the arch way looking at Chim, "Yeah, I miss the old prison where we could throw everyone on an island and no one had to guard anything. I'm Sean by the way and you're- Handsome?" He asked with a wary, but playful smile, "I'm usually right about guessing names."
( That moment when Foxstar has more heart than... anyone. xD )
Foxstar turned to Sean with the slightest hint of a savage smile. "How about you stop the flirting? Haven't you already ruined your marriage enough?" She purred lightly, batting her eyes in mock innocence. Of course, it was all her fault, but it never would have worked out so well if Sean wasn't so easy to manipulate. The Priestess turned back to the League tom, her expression easily shifting back to something far more gentle. "Say the word, and I'll help kill him." She offered. The fox-heart had managed to kill Sean's sister, and she truly expected that Glowstar was the stronger of the two. This one just happened to have more lives.
"I understand that feeling, though." She sympathized, and for all the world, no one but Glowstar could really tell it was false. She had always been an actress by nature, thriving with her cunning intelligence and sweet words over everything else. With a slight turn, she blocked Kotori's view of his father and Chimerahunt, for just this moment turning the prison into a place just for the two of them. "It's hard to keep a brave face when everything seems to be falling apart around you. Know that you don't have to. Sometimes you just need to let it all out before you can even think of moving forward, and that's okay. Anyone who would judge you for it..." The Priestess paused to give the two other toms a rather pointed look. "Isn't someone you should be listening to anyway."
Now, onto the part that may just break this whole thing to pieces. "In the interest of being transparent, I'm Foxstar, SunClan's Priestess." He was Sean and Shule's kit, and it was fairly likely he'd heard of at least some of her actions over the course of her leadership, if not the recent battle Foxstar had launched specifically to try and get revenge on his mother for taking one of her lives. How much Kotori knew, and what emotions it invoke would make this either go well, or very, very badly. But she didn't exactly have many options in this place, and Chimerahunt was clearly no help at all.
"Honestly," Chim muttered with a shake of his head, "is there some kind of joke I'm not in on?" He could not fathom why so many cats recently were determined to call him handsome but this was the second time in nearly a moon and it confounded him. Was it because he was deputy, everyone was trying to warm him up and make friends? He coughed at Foxstar's interjection -- startled and a bit embarrassed, even if she was just joking with Sean.
"It's Chimerahunt," he added after a pause, reluctantly, just to fill the silence as Foxstar distracted the other prisoner and left the pair alone.
"Really?" Kotori sniffed, "No one's ever wanted to kill for me before."
The cat comforting him seemed nice, it was just like Renegade Regime to be jerks and lock up a perfectly nice person. She looked so pretty too, nothing like any cat he'd ever seen before. She had vibrant red shades, not like the muddied colors of so many Regime cats or the darker pelts in the league. When she said her name his exotic green eyes widened in wonder, "Oh wow, you're a leader. You must be the prettiest leader there is! I've never seen someone with fur as beautiful as yours. It's like a scarlet foxes."
"I do what I want sweetheart," Sean said mockingly back to Foxstar.
He rolled his eyes when facing Chimerahunt, "Oh yeah, cool name. Ugh, honestly Foxstar of all people, I mean she's just the kind of villainous you kill the moment you can. Y'know when you hear horror stories and the victim accidentally knocked the monster out and you have the claws to stab them with, but instead you keep running. Like no fool, you stab that murderer dead. But here we are, the brains probably manipulating my son. Y'know where it really went wrong with Kotori is he has my charm and his mothers intellect, very dangerous."
Sean sat down, "Alright prisoners it's story time! Studies have shown that if we tell you all stories than it's 99% less likely for anyone to be scheming because my stories are just that engaging."
"Oh Blind Protector, what the heck is this...?" Kotori mumbled.
"There was once-"
"Stop" Kotori groaned.
"A prince."
Kotori looked like he was going to sob back into Foxstar's fur, but was trying to resist, "I can't die this way..." He whispered.
