by belloblossom » Tue Apr 27, 2021 6:17 am
Redsplatter | Warrior | "Prophecy of Sarcasm" | Tagging: Aspenheart, Foxpaw, Lionstride, Needlestorm (mentions: Acaciapetal, Stormgrowl)
Lionstride always knew the right thing to say, Redsplatter reflected with a purr of delight. When they entered the camp, she shot him a smile, before turning her gaze to Foxpaw.
"Now, let's go find your-" She began, only to realize that Aspenheart was standing right there. Redsplatter's nose wrinkled with distaste as she witnessed the mentor coddling her disobedient apprentice and then going so far as to say that she would take on the punishment meant for her apprentice. At that, Redsplatter outright rolled her eyes.
"How is she going to learn to be better behaved if she's never punished for her actions, Aspenheart?" She asked. "Your apprentice snuck out of camp and could have been killed - all for what? A chance to be independent? To have fun? No. That's not the way of a warrior and you both know it." She eyed Aspenheart. "Or at least, I hope you know it." She turned to Needlestorm as they approached, summoning Redsplatter away to see that the fox was out of their territory for good and she nodded. "I'll catch up with you." She assured Needlestorm, before turning her gaze back to Aspenheart.
"I don't think it's a good idea that you should take on Foxpaw's punishment. As a fellow mentor, I can't punish her myself, but... Acaciapetal doesn't look busy. I'm sure that she could help come up with some ideas for you and she'd have the authority to do so. Go check in with her, why don't you?" She turned to Foxpaw, her green and blue eyes narrowing. "And Foxpaw, if you're not completely honest with Acaciapetal and Aspenheart about why you were sneaking out of camp, I'll know about it. You don't need a prophecy to be able to tell when someone's lying." She warned.
Turning away from the mentor and apprentice, she followed after Needlestorm, Lionstride and... oh great, Stormgrowl was coming along too? Well, better fur off her pelt than Redsplatter's. She sidled up next to Lionstride, threaded her tail around his and sighed.
"And here I was hoping to find out what became of poor, old Twistflare." She mewed softly to him. "I guess we'll have to ask about it when we get back."