Roxanne {O}

Something in Vixensong had changed that day in the nusery.

If cats didn't want her to be responsible, then so be it. Her golden-green gaze that had been so warm and kind just a few days earlier, were now cool, and inviting, though underneath them it was clear something had broken inside of the she-cat. She had only been trying to do the right thing by adopting Salmonkit and his littermates. Had only been trying to help ease Krestelsongs load with everything that had happened. But no. Apparently that was wrong and rude and how dare she even think about caring some cat other then herself.

Caring just lead to being hurt.

Not that she blamed the kits for it of course, the adults were suppose to show them how to behave and react to things, and they didn't know any better. and of course she would still be there for Salmonkit and his littermate, for her leader and deputy, but the rest of Riverclan? Who cares?..

Vixensong was going to have a new approach to her life. From now on she would be free, free to take whatever and whoever she pleased, because why not? No cat had taken her feelings into consideration. So why should she care who she hurt if it didn't affect Salmonkit?

And so here she was, slipping back into camp, her posture leisurely and with a satisfied glow to it. She trotted towards the fresh-kill pile, some NPC toms smiling at her as she walked past, which would earn them an enticing wink, one shouldn't be rude after all. Her coat seemed to be more well groomed then before, the white on her belly, chest and paws glowing like snow in the sunlight/ Her red patches framed her face and back in brands of fire as her black patches looked like shadows, the sun bringing forth the dark auburn undertones in their depths. Her golden gaze would forever be sharper, more focused, like every tom that entered her line of sight was a mission, and she would conquer them all. She picked out a fish and sat in front of the Warriors den, her tail swaying behind her lithe and well muscled body as she purred in invitation, her southern drawl pulling in any NPC toms to her like moths to a flame, "Would any of you darling gentlemen like to join me? I'd hate to have this all go to waste."

Vixen would turn her head, and her gaze would seem to light up in enticing warmth as a purr rose from her throat, "Well of course I don't mind, hun. You settle down right on by me." Her twang made her words more inviting, like she was the last day of warmth right before winter. Her gaze scanned the she cats body before nodding, "Sweetheart you have such a pretty coat. No wonder ol Oakpaw stares after you, smart boy. Tell you what, after we eat, I can help you bring out the glossiness of your coat." It wasn't techincally asked as permission. More like what was going to happen regardless of Polypaws response. She gave a dazzling smile to some NPC Tom who wandered over but she only then ignored him, after all, it was rude to ignore Polypaw when she had asked to join her. She nudged the fish towards the apprentice, "Go on and have the first bite, Sugar."

The calico would only swish her tail, seeming to dismiss Polypaws apology and her gaze turned slightly serious as she spoke, "Darlin, never ever tell yourself that you aren't beautiful. Its just learning how to bring out your pelts glow is all." She nodded once and then she laughed, a whimsical sound that seemed to make whoever walked past or heard it stop for a moment to appreciate it. "Honey, every cat has their first impressions. And they almost always change once you get to know a cat. What matters is you took the time to know'em." She bent her head down and took a bite of the fish and chewed thoughtfully. The sunlight hit their spot just right to make both she-cats pelt glow. Vixensong finally swallowed and she turned to look Polypaw over in concentration, "Tell me what it is about your pelt that you don't like, hun. We can work from there."

The calico would nod thoughtfully as Polypaw spoke, her tail lightly grazing the limp leg and then meowed sternly, "You may not believe me now, sugar, but all these markings and your leg are exatly what make you unique." Vixensongs gaze would met the younger cats evenly and seriously, "We can only work with what your body can handle in terms of being skinny. So perhaps we could start by having you smaller meals, but more frequently.." She then moved to sit closer to the younger she-cat and then she started to gently groom Polypaws shoulders. She also noticed Firefly and only blinked at him in a greeting.

At the sound of Polypaws' purrs, a small ache came into Vixensongs chest and she wondered if Salmonkit missed her. Her ears ever so slightly flattened but she stayed quiet. Once she was satisfied with how Polypaws' shoulders looked she raised her head and smiled, "There. As glossy as can be. We can worry about your back and such later on, Don't want to over groom or else your pelt will get too oily." She flicked the younger she-cats ear with her tail tip and then yawned, "Mighty fine day to relax, I'd say. How has life been going for you, hun? Any tom catch your eyes as of late?" Her golden green gaze seemed to sparkle with light teasing.

Vixensong looked thoughtfully for a moment before purring, "I suppose I can't complain. I'm healthy, beautiful, and hopefully one of these Tom's will come to their senses and I'll have kits one day." She winked at Polypaw and then purred in laughter, "Then again, my standards are pretty high so Starclan only knows." The calico then yawned and flicked the young cats ear with her tail, "You haven't taken another bite. Are you full for now?"

The warrior blinked in surprise and then warm laughter spilled from her as she shook her head, "You are a wonder, Polypaw. I'll tell you what, you ever need anything, you just let me know. We girls gotta stick together after all." She gently bumped her head against the apprentices shoulder and then nodded once, "what else do you have planned today?"

The calico smiled brightly and she rose to her paws, her tail swaying behind her, "I would be delighted! Shall we collect herbs as well while we are out? I'm sure with all this commotion going on, the boys will need some restocking." She bent her head and took a few more bites from the fish before burying it and licking her chops. Vixensong would then tilt her head towards the entrance, "Lead the way, beautiful. If you wanna be a warrior then you gotta learn how to lead a patrol. Show me what you know so far."

Vixensong would follow the apprentice as she lead the waythrough the territory. She had to hand it to the shecat, she had spunk. And that spunk was something Vixen could deeply respect. She was also impressed by how much confidence Polypaw eluded just from a relaxing meal and groomed shoulders. The warrior would purr softly as she meows, "Confidence looks good on you, Polypaw. If Oakpaw saw you now I'd confess in a heartbeat " Once they reached the bank, the warrior would pause and look at the apprentice, "Alright, what do you smell around here?"