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    TAGS ✦ ✧ ✦ — Truthfully she didn't know why she'd remained as ambassador for this clan after all the shit she'd had with them. She was sure they all equally hated her too but that was fine. So as long as she still had Valemons friendship. He was a part of HawkClan too now so he was fine. The tabby limped up to the border and sat down. Luckily for everyone in the general vicinity, she was in a good mood. She didn't feel pissy and she certainly didn't feel like ripping anyones face off. Although she did have to admit that she was getting sweaty over seeing Lessa. She hadn't seen the pine marten since the exilement and she wasn't looking forwards to seeing her again. However the scarred tabby was almost one hundred percent sure that the pine marten would be avoiding her too. She closed her eyes and the image of her talons wrapping around the former Shamans throat echoed in her mind, a shadow of darkness. Littlestar bit her lips, image evaporating as the small pain took over. She reopened her eyes and placed the little gift on the ground. It wasn't a basket, it was simply a bag of chocolate almonds she had for them to share. It was something the Monarch had found in abandoned human lands. She often found junk there. Those humans always seemed to be putting things they didn't want there, lucky for her and her allies.


    "Yo, Littlestar here. Looking for anyone really. Got a sweet gift for you all too." Littlestar shook the bag of sweets and tilted her head to the side, stub tail flickering to and fro. A smirk appeared on her maw, trying to come off as friendly to the ones that knew her only as cruel and dangerous.

    • • • Optimus couldn't say he knew much about Hawkclan's leader. But he was sure of two things. One, Valemon was her friend. Two, several people hated her guts. The wolf really didn't know which to trust.


    Then again, Optimus was never one to judge based off of others' words. Like he had told his Autobots time after time, every sentient being deserves an opportunity for redemption. That was how he worked. No one was to be judged based of bad decisions. All they had to do was repent of them. Drift was a perfect example of this. He had joined the Autobots after several loyal years to the Decepticons because of a tragic accident that very little knew about. He had been a very loyal Autobot ever since. Littlestar may not have been the prettiest cat and her history may not have been the brightest, but Optimus wasn't one to judge.


    The gigantic wolf slowly made his way through the grassy field, keeping his step light. As he neared, he dipped his head in greeting and spoke," Hello, Littlestar. I am Optimus." His face the contorted in to frown as he saw the bag of chocolate almonds with her. Oh, well, this was going to be difficult. He could eat organic food. Turning his frown into a slight smile, the wolf continued," I think I'll have to pass on the almonds, but thank you for bringing them."


    // mobile/previous to change

    ah he remebered this one, very angry and one whom had hurt his dear adoptive mother.


    "I'm surprised you stay as our ambassador given the circumstances" his smooth dire voice drawled as the void black dragon stepped from the shadows to come up alongside Optimus "hmm, I'm not inclined to be particularly nice to you either given what you did to mother" he said it with an air of nonchalance - oh he knew the reasons were complex no doubt.


    that didn't stop the banked fire of his rage from burning under his skin when he remembered what condition Lessa had been in and how it'd shaken her - all those who'd known Lucifer always did remember well how overprotective of his family he'd been.


    he'd started a war once over the capture of his son after all, a lifetime ago.


    the dark dragon eyed the small feline, he'd hold himself back for all he knew she'd been put through, Lessa still cared in some way - so he'd restrain himself for now.


    honestly given how much torment she'd put upon their leader, Lessa and several other members, he wondered how their alliance with them was still in effect.


    "but in the effort of our alliance, thank you for your gifts" some small miracle that he could be so civil given everything that'd happened.


    //IC opinions c:


    TAGS ✦ ✧ ✦ — Her golden eyes moved to the giant wolf who she only faintly recognized. He'd perhaps been seen before in past ally events or maybe he'd been present during her past ambassador visits- who knew? She dipped her head at him, slightly surprised to see him remaining civil. Well that could only mean one thing- he somehow didn't know about all the past incidents and hence didn't hate her. Yet. Optimus. "Good to meet you." Littlestar grunted before once again pushing the bag of chocolate almonds forwards. He refused them though which she shrugged off- not everyone had a taste for these sorts of treats. The next person along might want it or the next after that. So as long as someone took it, she was fine. A smooth as velvet voice caught her attention and she turned to the male who she recognized from her past interactions with RiverClan. He was calm but he did have an air of resentment towards her.


    "hmm, I'm not inclined to be particularly nice to you either given what you did to mother" Lessa had a kid? She knew it was Lessa he was referring to. Her brow muscles perked upwards, momentarily forgetting the subtle threat as she sorted over the words. Well, Lessa had to be happy then. In her eyes, the exilement had probably done nothing to her. It of course had shaken it but she didn't imagine it to have as much impact on her as it did. Still, the feline narowed her golden eyes up at the huge menacing dragon. Normally she would've been intimidated and it wasn't as if she'd seen 'many things like him and therefore was desensitized' and it wasn't that she was 'fearless and badass'. It was more that she just didn't feel much nowadays let alone fear. The only times she actually felt something was with rage, worry for her kids and that stupid emptiness. Her rage and her sadness and her emptiness combined was more strong then fear ever could hope to be.


    "Did she ever tell you what she did to HawkClan?" Littlestar questioned coolly and despite the flickers of annoyance in her belly, her voice was neutrally toned. "She deserved everything she got that day. I'd do it again if I had to." The tabby didn't care if this pissed him off. She sensed the brewing storm underneath his cool and collected manner and strangely enough wished for it to explode so she could feel something other then the little bits again. Littlestar only nodded after his next sentence, face full of little to nothing. She guessed it was time to go back to HawkClan now but she wanted to see if Shine would show his face.. or if Lessa dared to. Not that she'd do anything to the pine marten. But she had a feeling the girl would rather slink back in the shadows then face her.

    • • • And there was the hostility. With all of the rumors and gossip going around the clan, Optimus knew it was bound to happen. From what he had heard, Littlestar had banished Lessa from Hawkclan, and not without doing some damage first. He knew Luciferus was rather violent minded when it came to the Hawkclan leader, and knew something was about to go down from the moment the large black dragon arrived on the scene.


    Optimus tensed, ever so slightly as to not alert the others. He knew Luci wouldn't attack unless provoked. That was how he worked. But by Primus, the younger being was just radiating malice and hate. If Littlestar wasn't careful with her words, they would possibly be the last words she ever spoke.


    Now, even if Luciferus was known for keeping his cool in situations like this, Optimus still readied himself. If he struck out at Littlestar, the Autobot was probably the only thing in between a possible death, and an even more possible war. He had seen enough war in his life time. Even if he had only been here a month, he had friends here, and he wasn't about to watch them die as he had his Autobots. That wasn't going to happen if he could help it. So he watched, tense in his spot as the two faced each other.


    // mobile

    *:･ﾟ✦ ELIZABETH SWANN *:･ﾟ✦

    Oh boy. Nothing like coming across this extremely awkward and tense meeting. Despite wanting to remain levelheaded in this situation she couldn't help but purse her lips together with a sharp smack. She too was surprised that Littlestar had decided to show her face here and was also wondering how in the world their alliance still stood but then again Shine was rather...Non aggressive. Pacifist. Whatnot. But she knew that he had strong feelings towards Lessa, whether they be friendship or something more cozy, and yet there hadn't been any backlash towards HawkClan for any of the shenanigans that Lit was pulling.


    Well. RiverClan certainly wouldn't be a walking doormat from now on, not if she could help it. "Littlestar, thank you for the gifts, but I believe it'd be best if you went now. No need to stir the pot any longer." Elizabeth spoke up icily while part of her brain flashed back to their previous encounters, how happy she had once been at a potential friendship towards the HawkClan leader. Now she was rather indifferent, teetering on the edge of anger and the willingness to try and understand Lit's motives.

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    "Would you?"


    Shining had stopped showing himself to Littlestar ever since she had given him a... present. A gift that had left a sour taste in his mind and heart. He had been quick to have her gesture put into the earth, outside of the territory. But the memories hadn't been buried with it. They would always remain with him, even if he wanted to forget it all. The past would always come to haunt him, remind him of his mistakes and errors, shower him with regret and pain. He couldn't ever hope for that curse to lift.


    Shining couldn't forget. But he could forgive. Not himself, but others. Their mistakes, their aggression, their sins- whatever they did to him, Shine could always forgive them. For what good was seeking vengeance? Going down the path of violence? He was a peace seeker, not a war creator. A mediator, not a fighter. That's how he'd always be, from now until the end of his days. Because he had gone down the darker road, and was lucky to have survived it.


    Now, he had the opportunity to save someone else. Shining came forward, slowly walking past his clanmates, towards Littlestar. They had once been good friends, their bond a testament to that relationship. But each passing day the threads grew weaker, more strained. And it hurt. His eyes showed that pain, that regret for the past as he stared deep into her golden gaze. "Would you hurt someone that only wanted to help the world? Would you let loyalty get in the way of kindness and love? Would you let anger continue to control your body and mind? And for what?" Shine couldn't be a punching bag forever. "Why would you do it all again, Lit?"

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    It was Calum flying in a circle over the RiverClanners receiving the monarch's visit. Lessa herself had been a little more than shook to sense her former leader, and opted to stay away. The last thing she wanted to do was make her angry. Already did that, you kriffing nerf. The doctor bit her lip and trotted in the opposite direction.


    But Shine was there, so she told Calum to help her keep an eye on ear on the situation through their bond. 'I'd do it again if I had to.' Oh. She supposed she was not surprised. Some nights she remembered her wish that she'd just end it, but her kids had gotten in the way. And Lessa had Luci, and her father... And him... To worry about; she couldn't think like that.


    The sharp shined hawk let out a screech, and landed nearby, dark eyes fixed on the small leader. He didn't share his partner's forgiving nature, but he'd respect her wish to remain civil, especially given HawkClan and RiverClan's allying status.

    TAGS ✦ ✧ ✦ — Littlestar didn't like to think about every person that hated her, even if it was just a little bit of resentment. But there was no such thing as forever blocking out a thought. It would always come to your mind, no matter what. And so when Elizabeth stepped forwards with annoyance in her gaze and she recalled the time spent on the beach together, if short, to this, the feline felt a numb pang. But she was empty enough, wasn't she? Who cared if another person despised her damn guts? Just.. who.. cared? Because she certainly didn't. She wanted to get mad at Elizabeth's jab but she didn't. She just blinked and then gave a little shrug. She gently set the chocolate almond bag down and shrugged again. I'm losing my mind. The tabby didn't care. She didn't care that she was giving into it all. Her fathers would be deeply disappointed. They'd stare in disbelief. How could a Grimes Disharmony kid of all people be.. giving up? Not really in their nature to do such a thing but here she was.


    "Would you?"


    Of course she knew who it was. But she was far too empty, fueless, to blow up on the striped tom. She had spent the last bits of energy into spitting out those words to Luciferus. Slowly she turned back and eyed the striped tom. No anger resided in her gaze and was perhaps the first proper time (asides from the beach when she was pregnant) that she'd looked at him without rage in her. Maybe he'd notice it. And then the most likely outcome was that he wouldn't care. Because she'd beaten and beaten and beaten him. And he'd taken and taken and taken it until the very edge but it wasn't him giving up, letting go or exploding on her. It was her giving up. "Why would you do it all again, Lit?" Littlestar looked at the leader she once considered a best friend for a long, long while. No malic in her eyes, just nothing really. "Haven't you heard?" The whole world has already. Why not spoil the 'surprise' for another? "I want to die." The tabby gave a third shrug for that visit and turned, even as Lessa's hawk screeched angrily at her, before hobbling away from RiverClan.