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Glowstar had called for Fia Cendrillion to meet her at the apple orchards, it was farthest away from SunClan and felt like the safest location for the two to talk business. Not that she had anything against SunClan, more so that she didn't want Foxstar's craziness near them.
Post by Honeystorm on Sept 23, 2019 13:23:52 GMT -5
Fia Cendrillon didn't usually care much for the ongoing dramas of the clans. Even so, the she-cat couldn't ignore recent events. Eternallaughter, Timerous, the kits between them and Deal. Windchaser and Rubyflame. Palefrost and Crowkit. Her claws flexed as she walked away from the body of the rogue beneath her claws, leaving the bloody mess where it was, only a short distance from where the rogue borders of SunClan and DayClan intersected, though the body did fall on DayClan's side of the border, ultimately. It was doubtful the Priestess would assume it was a sign meant for her, when the rogue was on DayClan land.
As she washed her paws in a nearby stream, she almost hoped that Foxstar would find her, but no such luck. The rogue had satiated her need for bloodshed for the moment, though truly, she would have preferred to watch the blood drain from the fox-hearted she-cat's throat.
She was rather late to her meeting with her grandmother. A rabbit for them to share hung in her jaws, it's neck violently twisted to one side. Perhaps she hadn't gotten out all her emotion after all. Setting the prey down as she arrived, Fia wore a neutral expression, her tail twitching a nonchalant greeting as she glanced around. "You wanted to see me?"
"Yes I did," Glowstar said, lying on her back and staring up at utterly nothing, "So basically Foxstar's gone full on psycho, which like, a psycho chick, hot, but like I'm going to saw your head off, trick your children into eating that head, make them throw up the remains and then force them to eat it again and then drowning them in their vomit just stops being attractive super fast. Not that she's done that, but y'know that's just the level of evil that she's at, she's at a sicko level, not a psycho level anymore. The thing is, she's good at surprising people, manipulating, and all that and I need someone who's a psycho and can see through that. You're my most trusted psycho, Fia. Being crazy is a good thing, you have, in my eyes a good perception of the psychology of cats and a good understanding of your own psyche, I need you to be an Immortal Council member and arrange a task force to take Foxstar out and shove her into a pit. Maybe a pit full of spikes. I think if she slowly dies a few times she'll focus more on the physical agony than her mental agony and it'll go away. Like, I'm not a medicine cat, but that's just what my thought process is going. I've also been up since..." Glowstar looked like she had to think really hard about it and then shrugged, "Well maybe a few sunrises, but point is I think I'm right about this, you're the cat for the job."
