The night and air was silent to Peregrineskies. As always, due to his deafness. And the violet sky was clear, letting many stars show.
As his scarred head was poised to the stars, his mind drifted through his memories. Most were too horible to think about.
DEAD MUSE :[
Louvrepaw glanced around and when she saw the white, co-Deputy, her feet started moving without her realizing. And soon, she was standing right infront of him.
OC: my mind just went blank. XD
Ic: A small smile flashed onto the deputy's maw. "Lovrepaw." The tom dipped his head in respect.
The fawn calico she-cat shook her head and bowed down to him. "It's Louvreart now. I'mofficial a full fledged warrior of HawkClan."
"Wonderful. You know, I'm sure you'd make a wonderful high postition one day." The white tom inquired, smiling. The deputy then sighed, tilting his head back to the sky.
[justify]Louvreart had to blink a couple of times to register what he had said. A high position? She never had really thought that far into her life. She had always imagined herself as her mother's life was; a beautiful mate with perfect kits. She hadn't ever thought about the turn her mother's life took when she was promoted to Deputy and then Leader. She knew her mother was wonderful and yearned to be as successful as her mother in the sense that she was a well-known cat in the Clan. She had never thought of it as being Deputy. And besides, nobody could compare to her mother, not even little lovely Louvreart, the perfect replica of Willowstar.
The fawn calico she-cat shook the thoughts away and stammered for words. What did she say in a situation like this? Thank you? No, that would make her sound too full of herself. She fumbled with her words, "E-erm, may-be." she forced out. Gosh, that sounded stupid. [/justify]
Peregrineskies watched her jaws fumble from the corner of his eye. He turned his head back to her. "You know, my son was always fond of you." The deputy meowed, finally feeling there was someone he could trust.
[fancypost borderwidth= 0pt][justify][size=7pt]Louvreart's heart sped up ten times faster when he said that. She swore she could feel cold sweat drizzling down her lean spine. Her ears perked and then fell and pinned to the back of her head. "Is that so? Houdiipaw, right? He's good cat. He's so sweet." her eyes narrowed with hesitation. "But I love Sporadicfirework."[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
"I see. During the fight, Houdiipaw and Thunderpaw once again fought. I fear Thunderpaw is enjoying the Bloodclan rule."
[justify][size=7pt]Pinning her ears even harder to the head of her skull, the fawn calico she-cat let out a small hiss. "Is he fighting with us or against us?" and without hesitation, her ears perked and she relaxed the attacking stance she had just melted into and stretched up to stand tall. "If he's fighting for us and defending our home ground, then they're nothing to worry about. If he's not, then we might have something to worry about."[/size][/justify]
"Thunderpaw is againist Hawkclan."
[fancypost borderwidth= 0pt][justify][size=7pt]Louvreart's neck fur raised and she spit out four words, "I will kill him." she shook her head, immediately feeling sorry for he was Peregineskies's own son. "I'm sorry, but if he hurts a clanmate, or has something to do with my mother being trapped, then he will die at my paws."[/size][/justify][/fancypost]
[align=center][font=georgia][color=white]"No. He is my son, and it is my responsibity to care for him." Peregrineskies' ears folded back. "Even if he is a murderer."