🌹Petal of Dying Rose🌹 Sailor🌹Tags;; Flame🌹
The white sailor rolled her eyes "should of thought so," giving a small smile, her smile faded when the tortoiseshell questioned her ''For all I care, those dreams can drop dead," Petal replied to her, she had no intention of being someone who would be known and remembered when she was dead, "I'm not exactly worthy for that spot, others would be more fit for that role.. As long as I live, I just want to be a normal sailor that was loyal to her tribe," Petal was pretty much already knew what Flame was gonna say You have a pretty boring life huh? Well I'm gonna be the greatest and known from all! She respected the she-cat; almost everyone in the tribe she respected, sense she is probably the youngest one, out of the sailors. A strong breeze came by and Petal pretty much couldn't feel her paws anymore, but she ignored it all the same.