The long legged tortoiseshell arrived as though she wasn't irritatingly late, eyes of pine with their sparkly ivy and gold flecks almost downright playful. If not for her slight frown, one might have thought she'd been late on purpose, but that simply wasn't the case. It was difficult at best to shirk duty in the best of times, though she usually managed. She could only be glad for the fact she didn't currently have an apprentice to keep her bound up in things. Not that her mother wasn't fond of giving her cats to train just to annoy her.

"I'd say I'm sorry for being late, but it's really not my fault, so blame everyone else for keeping you waiting." Lastaffair commented as she arrived, the thick, black scarf-like fur around her neck rippling with the unappreciative glance over her shoulder. "Seems as though I've managed to get away finally. Let's get going before they figure out we're missing and try to find us."

"Zendikdominance kept trying to insist I help him with the initiates today. I don't know why I should be tasked with them, they're the Senator's job. Needless to say he wasn't too pleased when I told them they should just try their luck now, die, and get it over with so we don't have to deal with them anymore." Their half-brother, from Foxstar's youngest litter with Deal, was a follower. He would rather do as he was told and leave the trouble to the time left than actually disobey their mother. At least, that's how Lastaffair saw it, and she was rarely wrong with her observations.

"I wouldn't tempt fate. I'm sure our mother will manage to find someone far more irritating." Lastaffair warned as she trotted at Windpipe's side, looking forward in thought. "City? Unless you want to go around ruining the days of some of the cats in the other clans. We could visit dear brother Dealfinder in WinterClan, for example." Though their half-sibling had left SunClan for WinterClan, leaving behind his kits in the process, he could hardly get away from them so easily. But annoying their own family only lasted so long. Things like twolegplace were far more unpredictable, though they were less likely to be noticed by those who might report back to their SunClan relatives as well.

"Agreed." Lastaffair answered with a short nod. "If there's one good thing about this whole Sun God business, it's that we're essentially encouraged to go out and ignore boundaries. Of course, they probably didn't expect us to take such advantage." Truly, she did like that one bit. The deity was always wandering around, showing up at random moments and thriving on the chaos. That had seeped into their laws, now suddenly more lax with things such as trespassing, requirements of being honorable to others, and things of the sort. Not that they got away from all restrictions, unfortunately. The few they did have were irritating to work around, to say he least. Getting away from it all did make things feel less stuffy.

"It helps there's a literal God walking around and endorsing it." Lastaffair had never cared much for StarClan herself, or really thought about religion all that much. But when one came face to face with a being that could set fires on a whim, who literally glowed at night, she couldn't just pass that off as a dream, even if she'd like to. The Sun God also seemed rather useless. Present, certainly, but pretty much endorsed everything Foxstar did. Which, if one considered her leadership, couldn't be farther from anything StarClan would have wanted.