Dragoncrest Cliffs let’s be like tigger and pooh

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all of her anger has faded into something bleak and cold and she channels every last bit of energy into her training. war is on them, again, and this time she intends to prove herself and finally earn cheka -- and maybe this is for the best. right? because when she's cheka she'll need to be focused on nomi -- heda -- and protecting her, and furi would just get in the way with her soft, sad eyes and her gentle hands.

but she's not like artaax, she can't just force herself to be over something. frustratedly she huffs, doubling back for another extra patrol (she'll patrol until she's worn a line around drageda's territory and her paws bleed at this rate) when she smells rose near by. oh no she's not ready to see her.

blixen freezes, hoping rose is just passing by. they're on good terms still but they aren't like, friends-friends, so there's no reason for her to be looking for bl

oh damn it to hell. "hei," the gona greets stiffly as her almost-twin comes into view. what does she want?