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Post by strawberrycupid on Feb 14, 2020 16:17:17 GMT -5
Abaddon watched the other following leave the camp for another night of hunting. Quietly, she counted to herself, making sure all were accounted for. It wasn't a job that needed to be done, and certainly not one asked of her. But it didn't take much for her to assert a quiet and controlled power over some of them. The black and white she-cat already had a one up in being Leviathan's sister, not that she bragged much. She followed him like a silent servant, though always trying to one up him. Still, it looked like most of the following had left. She swiped a paw over her face and went to leave and join them.
Pearlsong eyed the black and white molly as she walked past to join the patrol. Her silvery white coat seemed to almost glow in the moonlight. She was unsure of the new leadership, none of them had been a part of the clan before gaining power. Of course Selene gave them the okay which did settle some doubts. Overall she was very conflicted on this new leadership. The only relief to her was that her sister had managed to stay out of trouble recently. “Are you joining us?” She turned to ask Abaddon.
Post by strawberrycupid on Mar 9, 2020 16:09:17 GMT -5
A little stressed, a little relieved. That's what the creases in the she-cat's face told her. Abaddon's smiles always looked forced, which they were, so she went with a simple nod to Pearlsong. "Yes, long as you don't mind having me." The flowery words didn't suit her, especially with such a serious expression on her face. Abby was a bit too used to having to play nice in Moonclan from her time spying on the place.
