As with most things, Foxbane met the hostility with calm, cool, collection, head tilting slightly as she watched the Priestess, head tilted as she allowed the silence to stretch. And stretch. And stretch.


Then a whisper of a smile, crossed her features, despite this hardly being the situation for it. "Littlestar, let's be honest here. We both know that the majority of SunClan hates my guts already, they're simply fishing for a reason to have me killed, and I'd expect no less, I am certain there are those already seeking to assassinate me among the ranks, even without this to justify it." The Senator seemed to know something far too well when she mentioned potential assassins, but the moment passed for her daughter to question it as Foxbane continued.

"I won't be getting them back, because I've done nothing wrong." She challenged the order without a heartbeat's hesitation, even knowing that Littlestar could execute her for it, if she truly wanted to. "The code states that kits of SunClan blood belong to SunClan. It does not state, however, that they have to reside within SunClan to be part of it. Take Strikhedoniadalisay, Funkson, Duskslayer, initiate Senescence. There is a long held basis to state that they can live elsewhere part or full time, so long as they fulfill their SunClan duties." She tilted her fox face, ivy eyes softening a fraction towards Littlestar, though she didn't dare to try and comfort her in this moment.

"Not entirely true. Senescence never asked for permission, I can guarantee that much at minimum, and could probably debate Strikhedonia and Dusky as well to some extent. But that's besides the point. I did talk to you about it, briefly, I've mentioned that DayClan had no kits, that I would perhaps get them some or something, though you're right I should have been far more clear that I meant my kits." Foxbane shrugged, watching the she-cat pace without moving, save for the occasional twitch of her tail that indicated she was perhaps not so calm as she appeared.

Her gaze locked on the ex-WinterClan cat's after her last comment, and her next words were exceptionally blunt, her tone firm, yet not necessarily angry. "Then don't."

Foxbane gave a soft sigh, though her tone was no less hard then a moment ago. "I don't need you to spare me, Littlestar. Let SunClan be angry, they can take it up with me. If you follow my logic, then don't punish me, but I'm not taking the kits back to live here full time even if you disagree. As for the clan itself, we both know how much I care. I was a tyrant Priestess, I made a cult, and I'm not blind enough to say that I haven't brought this upon myself. I simply don't give a rat's tail. I've spent far too much of my life ruling this place to be afraid of what they can do. Maybe I die, not that I'd make it easy. Maybe the Sun God decides I wasn't loyal enough and I get sent to the Dark Forest." A dangerous look darkened her expression. It was one Littlestar knew well, too well.

The Senator could claim she was reformed all she wanted, but though she had improved, and did in fact value certain cats now, at her core, she was still the same evil that made cats shiver with fear from the stories of her past. "What happens, happens. You are Priestess. And frankly, no one has any say in what is right or wrong, but you. No matter what they or even I, claim. Unless the Sun God himself comes down to tell you you're wrong, the code is yours to interpret, enforce, or even change. I didn't raise you to bow to the whims of SunClan itself. I taught you your power is absolute, as it was always intended to be." Her eyes narrowed slightly as her face drifted up into a smirk, that lethal look slipping away into something a touch more motherly, though still tainted by shadowy remnants. "You always did see your clanmates as fellow felines versus a means to an end, though. And no amount of teaching can strip away the choice to see someone as a living breathing being over a pawn."

Foxbane flashed a grin, as though Littlestar's answer were a great compliment. "Oh, I'm sure it will. But I'm expecting it. Where's the fun in a predictable life, Littlestar? If I can't have my tyranny, may as well test out the other side of it for once." She gave a slight nod, however. "They'll come for visits, festivals, and the like, of course. And DayClan doesn't do one on one mentors anyhow, so I'm sure having their training in two places can only be an asset." It was about as much as she expected, and fine, she could deal with that. Not that DayClan would like it, but that hardly mattered.