She hadn't meant to follow her.
That would be a hard truth to sell considering the sneaky way in which she snuck through the undergrowth, brindled fur hiding her in the shafts of light and shadow alike, but the truth nonetheless.
Her abrupt quarantine within the Abandoned Barn had been ended with a warning not to drink from the Moonpool river, and even in the short few days since the deputies triumphant return to her people, she felt infinitely better! The mucousy film that coated once vibrant green eyes had all but dissipated, the wheezing rattle in her chest that threatened her death with each breath only presented itself when she exerted herself too much too quickly... but surely a walk would be fine.
It was on that walk that she'd spotted Berryfrost and quickly hid herself in the brambles, ears pinned and lips pulled back in an embarrassed snarl. Why was she hiding in her own territory? Whiteheart of course had told her that his sister was staying with them... but she didn't know why, and she was too sick to ask at the time. But now, as Berryfrost wandered her way through the mighty oaks that sheltered them, settling herself by the Minnow Rock, Briarhawk could only sit and stare.
Oh, she was ashamed alright.
She wasn't oblivious to the way she treated others outside her clan (and in special cases even in her clan) but she never cared what those cats thought of her. It was a scary thought, but she actually wanted Berryfrost to like her.
She was the closest thing to a sister that the deputy would ever get again... and her first impression at the old Fourtrees had been less than stellar.
"Uh-H-Hey!" She eventually called, grimacing slightly in embarrassment as she extracted herself from the bushes, feigning nonchalance by looking everywhere but at the cat in front of her. Instead, she allowed her paws to carry her closer, coming to a stop by the shore herself and finally forcing herself to look at the other. "It's uh... been awhile! I don't believe we've spoken in... well, moons! Clearly, you've been accepted here while I was ill... why are you here?" Impression or not, it always came down to business with her. If there was a story to be heard or information to learn, she would hear about it.
( primary character / "speech" / ic opinions )
╰ ★ ჻ 001 GENERAL INFORMATION ,
· BRIARHAWK , female — she / her
╰ ‣ 34 moons . scorpio . ages on the 22nd
╰ ‣ thunderclan deputy . clan born . believer in starclan
╰ ★ ჻ 002 VISUALS & AESTHETICS ,
· DOMESTIC FELINE, smells like holly & sap , status — 80%
╰ ‣ tortoiseshell . nicked right ear and scarred muzzle . green hued eyes
╰ ★ ჻ 003 MENTALITY & MANNERISMS ,
· ENTJ-T ❝ THE COMMANDER ❞ , slytherin, lawful good, the challenger
╰ ‣ decisive . cynical . righteous
╰ ‣ difficulty relating to others . easily comes off as cold or abrasive
╰ ★ ჻ 004 INTERACTIONS & RELATIONSHIPS ,
MOTTLEDPELTx GREYCLOUD, sister to Daisyfoot
╰ ‣ heterosexual. mate to Whiteheart.
╰ ‣ excellent fighter . average hunter . very little medicine knowledge.
╰ ‣ former mentor to Barkbite, Webleaf, and Ivorycloud
╰ ‣ will start fights . will stop fights . will flee . avoids killing
╰ ‣ attack in underline . penned by user @harvest .