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Two days had come and gone. Bluejay withdrew a breath, okay, just be nice, how hard can that be? She had been nice so many times, like that time when... When she told her dad she loved him... After corrupting cats and encouraging Pandora to burn down SunClan and DayClan. But that was irrelevant. And okay so she had been isolated for like the first year of her life, it wasn't like any important milestones happen in a cats childhood. Her ears perked up, catching sight of Azura's brown and white pelt. She sat up a bit straighter, she had invited her to swing by Keepers Mansion. There was a few reasons for it, for one the Keepers Mansion was the place she grew up locked inside of and the second being that she didn't want to be in the publics eyes. Especially not after making a bunch of them bow, and trying to humiliate and hurt DayClan members. It was infuriating that even with all this power and angst that Glowstar was still her mom and now her leader and was making her earn her title as Goddess. Like c'mon, the Sun God set SunClan on fire, forced everyone to follow him or die, why couldn't she be more like him? Still she found it in herself to greet Azura, "Hello peasant," She said, because that was a great start.
Azura had been told by Glowstar that Bluejay would try practicing being nice and well behaved today and to try to give her some pointers. She had also mentioned to report back if Bluejay was lacking in her social skills. She felt bad about Giving Azura such a big task, but she was a part of the Bright Brigade and since Bluejay was her biological daughter it made Azura sisters to her.
She did not want to do this, and almost flat out said no. This cat deserved absolutely none of her time or energy. Putting it lightly, the she-cat was a power-hungry, angry, and narcissistic psychopath. Sure, there were plenty of those around, but how many had divine abilities? Almost none. She would have said none a month ago, but only two days ago Bluejay corrupted Windchaser. She did not care for Windchaser more than any other cat, but on principle in was just messed up. Words could not describe the disdain Azura had for Bluejay. Not hate. She owed it to Glowstar to give Bluejay a chance.
'Hello peasant' was a much warmer greeting than Azura expected. The baseline was corruption or whatever Bluejay did, so a great start to a long day. "Hello worm." She retorted. "Enjoyed your few days in the sunlight? I guess nothing gold can stay."
Bluejay laughed humorlessly, "Aw how cute, my big sister made a joke," She said more coldly at the end, "No, I personally hate the sunlight and since no one really likes me since I tried to destroy their land and force everyone to hail me I don't particularly like anyone else either. And especially not you."
Bluejay swallowed hard when she realized how mean she sounded, she was supposed to at least try to be nice, "And also you have pretty eyes," She said slowly, clearly trying to come up with a random generic compliment on the fly.
Why did Azura even try? Well, obviously Glowstar, but really was that enough? Azura dedicated her life to her adopted clan, yet Glowstar always asked for more and more. Azura loved DayClan, but her soul did not belong to the clan. Whatever. She was already committed at this point.
She huffed and rolled her eyes. Of course she hated sunlight. It's not like Bluejay tried to enslave DayClan with a mini Sun god. It made perfect sense, just like her inability to give a compliment. "You know, just insult me. That complement sucked, like really sucked. It sssssucked. Hell, telling me you hate me was a better complement."
Bluejay narrowed her eyes, but hurt flashed across them, "Whatever, I won't even be here long, I'm leaving as soon as the moment is right and trust me I'm never coming back. Forming friendships and actually trying to connect with people is a little above my pay grade of why I was brought here. I guess I'm a little damaged that way," Bluejay said, tapping at her two pupil eye before walking past Azura and colliding slightly into a bush before pulling herself away from it and continuing towards the mansion. Having two pupils made one eye see her vision double while the other eye was perfectly fine making it hard for Bluejay to see properly. "Don't worry, you can report this back to "mom," you're not the first one to try and fail at befriending me."
Part of Azura enjoyed seeing the pain flash across Bluejay's eyes. It was almost satisfying to see the slightest pain course through the she-cat. Bluejay deserved far worse for what she had done, but Azura knew she fell back onto her old habits from the Coalition while talking to her. The situations were not unlike: Octavia forced her into a one-on-one conversation where the Heda held all of the power, and here she spoke to a deity one-on-one who could certainly make her jump off a cliff or something. She was above the knee-jerk reactions now. "Well, let me be clear. I'm not here to be befriend you, though I wouldn't mind it. You know, it's good to have friends in high places." She looked back with a small smile as humor flashed through her eyes. "I'm try to say that you shouldn't just make up a complement like that out of the blue. It's... just weird. You seem more like the backhanded complement type."
"Whatever, I don't need your advice and I definitely don't need anyone except for Pandora and maybe having my dad back would be nice," Bluejay mumbled before her eyes lit up, "Actually yeah, reuniting with my dad would be perfect, I heard he went to live in some underground place so it's away from sunlight... And he's actually tolerable unlike everyone here," She smirked and this time seemed to actually be heading back to camp. But there was something off about the way she avoided the sunlight. It wasn't that she was fearful of the light touching her, but as if it were a thing following her every move. She avoided it under trees and kept looking back as if she was being stalked by it. She let out a low hiss, "I hate traveling in this time of day. Hey do you have an actual shortcut to get to camp, friend in high places," Bluejay asked with a bat of her eyelashes.
Her aversion to sunlight did not escape Azura. Bluejay had the same mannerisms that she had in her final days in the Coalition, but there was no logic in Bluejay's caution. Sunlight had no grudges and no mind of its own. Whatever. Maybe her time locked in the basement took its tool on the she-cat's vision or something. Either way Bluejay was already kind of crazy. It never clicked in her mind that the Sun God could have something to do with it. Cults generally made everything up in her experience.
A growl almost escaped her lips before she stifled it. Bluejay was never gonna like her. Azura had to acknowledge that. The best she-cat could reasonably get was tolerance, maybe a bit of respect if she was lucky. She sighed and followed after Bluejay. "No, I don't. This place doesn't exactly have a sprawling cave system underneath. It's just trees. It might be faster to run through the trees, if you're up for it."
"Azura, I have never climbed a tree in my entire life." For a moment Bluejay just stared at her the bright brigade member like she was about to shut the entire idea down. Her multi-pupil eyes glanced back at the sun and then at the trees, there was shade. Her tail lashed downward in a hard thud, sparks of shadowy spores released from her fur as she did. "UGH, Fine. Is it hard to climb a tree?"
In the moment Azura could see the shadowy flecks of power resonating off of Bluejay, they wrapped around her almost comfortingly in her moment of uncertainty. Her claws drummed against the forest ground as she stared ahead at the trees with intimidation. Back at Keepers Mansion there was one tree that leaned against the iron fence, one of these days the fence was going to break or lean with the trees weight, but while Bluejay was here it never seemed to bend. Since she had been cursed by Glowstar to stay only on the Keepers Mansion grounds and the tree extended past the grounds it was impossible for her to climb all the way up a trunk let alone a tree branch. In fact the first time she ever tried to climb it was like getting electrified off of a fence. It hadn't been pleasant nor had she tried since. The idea of trying again filled her belly with worry.
The sparks flashing from the she-cat's body made Azura wary of standing too close to the semi-goddess. Would she be corrupted if one of those things touched her? Would Bluejay hang onto her if it she did get corrupted? It would certainly be easy. Azura understood and allowed the darkness inside herself to prosper when it could. It was a dam she had long reigned into her control. Would one of those sparks overflow her mental shield? Azura took a cautious step back to give Bluejay plenty of space.
As for teaching someone to climb, she had off-the-record experience with this. Her apprentice was semi-successful when he left. If only he had only perfected his tail, then she would have been absolutely confident with her methods. "Ummm, not really, no. I lived in the city for the earliest part of my life, and I still figured it out. You just gotta dig in with your claws and keep pulling yourself upwards. Don't worry about down-climbing for now. It's much harder, and we can just jump." She walked around Bluejay and examined the tree. "This is a good start. It has a thick, coarse bark. You'll have plenty to dig your claws into."
Bluejay unsheathed her claws, following Azura's instruction, at first with caution inching up the tree before full on running up the trunk to a branch. She looked back down at Azura, her tail high with pride as she lied down leisurely on the branch looking down at her sister with a lazy yet devious grin, "So you're not a moron after all, who could have guessed?" Her condescending grin smoothed over into a meaningful smile, "Thanks though, I mean it. I thought only squirrels and stuff could do this sort of thing, whole new world," Bluejay said and with a running start leapt off the branch of the tree at far too much distance from the next branch. Her shadow hovered over the floor below her before flying up into Bluejay like liquid darkness devouring her entirely in shadows. The shadows moved like molten lava before transforming into a swarm of crows descending to the next branch as the flock clustered together reforming Bluejay's original cat form. She looked back at Azura, "Mom told me you had an evil dictator in your life growing up, I didn't have anyone growing up, but now that I'm out of the house I got the Sun God from SunClan breathing down my neck. So how did you free yourself from your dictator?"
She picked it up faster than her other apprentice. He spent days clawing at the tree before there was something resembling success. Maybe it was Bluejay's divinity or something like that. It couldn't hurt. Azura ignored her sister's grin and scaled the tree with practiced grace. "It's a brave new world out there..." she arrived on a branch not much higher when she saw Bluejay- ironically- transform into flock of crows and reappear on the next tree. She cursed under her breath. Azura really wanted to believe that it was illusion, but Bluejay did whatever that was. She was below her, and a second later she was on a completely different tree. Great. She sighed and darted up the tree a little more, arriving to slightly longer branches, then leaping from her tree to the next in the canopy. "Yeah. So I honestly didn't handle my evil dictator really well. I kind of aggravated her until she almost killed me. I got out before she actually did, but I would not recommend playing that game with a deity. She hopped down a few branches to where Bluejay waited for her. "I mean, I doubt the Sun God exists, but yeah. I wouldn't want you to spontaneously combust or anything."
"Girl, how do you think Pandora and I managed to burn down and corrupted the waters in SunClan AND DayClan? Or how I got my Goddess powers back? I never met him before a couple days ago when he offered to give my powers back in exchange for essentially forcing DayClan to kneel to him. But he's a bad guy to SunClan and DayClan and basically owns anyone's souls who converts to his religion. He doesn't have my soul, but I'm certain if he had the chance he would "fix" me," Bluejay said, slightly startled by her sisters dubious instinct about the Sun God. But hearing that Azura had nearly died from her dictator made her feel like she stood no chance against facing the Sun God, at least not without her sister. But they had both been used and manipulated by him, she was afraid of trying again and maybe she was wrong. She was born to two SunClan warriors so technically he did own her soul since she was born into it, who was to say what he could and couldn't already do to her? Everything in her life felt so out of control despite having so much power.
"Alright, I guess my plan will be to train for the day I can't avoid him any longer," Bluejay decided before turning her pretty please gaze onto Azura, "Maybe you could teach me some battle moves? I never got any training because I was locked up in that mansion my whole life and I probably should learn some basic fighting skills right?" She had only days ago utterly beaten up Glowstar with her powers alone and as she previously admitted held a literal apocalypse in SunClan and DayClan, having fighting skills under her belt seemed like an outright dangerous proposal.
Azura flattened her ears at the mention of the Sun god. She did not know how to answer Bluejay there. Ironically, it was denying clear and obvious evidence to deny the Sun god's existence, but she refused to acknowledge such a powerful being could actually exist. If the Sun god existed, then what was her life? A pawn in his game, or a cat unknowing subjugated? It simply could not work in Azura's paradigm. "I dunno, maybe a bunch of deathberries and some help from a lightning bolt. No god was ever a part of it." Her voice quivered in uncertainty at the final words.
But training was something she could get behind, even if her type of training was certainly futile against a deity, should one exist. "Sure, no problem. I can do that. So, I gotta ask, how much training have you done? I know you lived in the mansion, but that's about it."
