Username: clouds-move-on
Cat Name: Constantine Firefly
Gender: male
Rank: court cat; council guard
Clan: () Age: 1 yr
Prompt:Silence, then- movement.
It was
his sister, coming to bring him something to eat. It is the night after the funeral; he can see that she had been crying.
"You should be sleeping."
Lyla dropped the fish by his paws, and then, moving to his side, tucked herself into a comfortable loafing position besides him. Then she let her head fall again his side, and sighed.
"I can't sleep." She whispered.
Silence. Then- she says.
"... You were given the night off for- because... Why did you take nightwatch?"
Firefly kept his eyes fixed out over the courtyard.
"It's what mother would have wanted."
"... But I know it's not what you want."
His sister dares say this, now, after what had transpired earlier? After their mother's own funeral.
He looked down at her and frowned. "That doesn't matter."
"Yes. Yes, it does- and it mattered more to her, too, than she made it seem."
"... She was proud of my getting this position. It is what she always wanted."
It was for her that Firefly had trained as a guard. Mother had always pushed him the most of the siblings, her only son, the only one who looked and seemed to take after their father, who she had loved and admired so much. Brave Soldier of Sanale, father... Well, well, they had been there for her funeral, and father hadn't. Too busy away at his job, far away, unable to return home in time. The idea makes him angry.
"But she would have understood. If you'd told her it wasn't what you'd wanted."
Well it was too late for that, wasn't it?
"I could never have gone for what I wanted, you know that. It wasn't- respectable."
"It's perfectly respectful to travel." Lyla muttered. "It is through travelers we get most of our news- it could have been useful-"
"Well it's too late for that, I don't want to go anywhere anymore."
Lyla probably knew this wasn't true but she said nothing.