All the other kids with their pumped up kicks ;; Cataclysm

Within the past day or so, Apate had found little time within meeting new faces for a time to breathe, let alone recharge herself. She was very good and talking with others- gaining information but she would always be an introvert and heart. The dessert was a distinct environment that she knew she was integrating- getting used to the constant heat on her back. It was just a matter of waiting.

and oh, how she loathed it.

Don't get Ap wrong, she was a very patient, leinier creature. But this situation was like being pushed in a hard place, cornered and like a frightened animal. She could feel the tension not in her shoulders and knew it was only a matter of time before it would snap out. She was nothing if not controlled and wouldn't allow a thing to happen. So she did what anyone in her place would do when stressed.

She trained.

The sands were hot under her pads and her footing loose and unsturdy as she jumped, leaped into the sands. Claw marks on the tree out before her were her only reward or show for her work. Working out- or rather training broked to be a good way of destressing and she needed it badly. A distraction was key, something to keep her mind off the thing that she didn't have- Patience.

The strain in her muscles relaxed the tension, and she was mid swipe when she heard her father's words. Talking, it wasn't something too concerning, maybe it was his tone, maybe it was the fact that she knew little- if any of the man behind her but she felt her claws falter and her swipe loose power. Resulting in the only logical thing- her claws wedged deep into the bark of a tree.

Well. This was going a great start.

She could feel the chips of wood dig under her pads and she shifted for a moment, tail lashing out- trying to balance her as she walked closer to the tree. "Um." She wasn't one to stutter like so, but she was caught of guard, and it was the best response she could get out before a slew of curses that were muttered under her breath as she yanked her paw out. 'sonava- mother- -waffles f!ck!'

It was barely audible, but it was probably something she adapted to after only being in the clan for a few days. Cursing was common and she- ever the one to keep up with social norms- adapted. The language was sour and crude but at least it was better than the roman's and their pervy plays, parties that could only be described as--

She turned around, facing the other with a slightly pained face. Her ears were pinned to her skull and she held her left paw close to her chest for a moment before deciding to stop down, move closer. At least she had that- he respected her space 'probably because he think's i might think it were an attacker.' and- that wouldn't be wrong under normal circumstances.

"Hello father." After a moment of uncertain she brushed off with a smile- a flash of silvery white ivory as she sat down before him. Something was off, the mood seemed to awkward for her, but she pushed through it. Giving a gentle not towards the male- her father before answering his question. "It's going to take a while, to get used to bloodclan- I haven't been here since i was a kiddo." She hopped his memories were right, or that she was somewhere along that line. Unless...- no, no, no. Stop. Thinking.

"How are you?"

Apate felt the concern fliter towards her paw and she flexed it, showing her claws were intact- if not a little bit... sharpened. She felt some of the tension leak from her then. Emotions, they were easy to see on him- either he had trusted her enough to show his true feelings or... this was all a mask. Though Apate had a feeling this emotion was real- she could feel her own power- hunger for release, just one more taste--

Her ears flicked as she turned back into the conversation- hopefully he didn't notice her lapse in attention. She smiled at the thought- loving this place... Fitting in, it was all she needed- all she wanted in a long while. To be here- to be back it meant a lot to her. She relaxed- visibly, tension leaking almost completely from her. "If what you say is true, I don't think I'll have many issues with the clan... beside the occasional friendly skirmish."

She chuckled heartedly at his next comment activity, she never knew a clan could be so active before."I know the feeling." She nodded along smile genuine and lingering even as his conversation took a more serious turn, she bit her lip slightly as a thought turned over in her head, would it be okay to ask...? "Umm, actually there is something I've been meaning to ask. What... What happened to Mother?" She felt her ears flicker down slightly, trying to expell the thoughts swirling into her head- obligatory memories she implanted into herself. Amour's shining white fur... impassive baby blue eyes. Things that she shouldn't have been able to remeber as a kid- clear as day.