Nova Peak Yeah, I'm loving all your warning signs

Star listened as Wylla shared, thinking of what a war would mean for Sagtannet, for her. A fearsome battle could likely be her last; she was no longer as young as she used to be. It did not sound as if they had harmed Sagtannet, yet- and Star wondered why they would rush into war now, when they had fled before. She also felt she could not allow herself to die yet. Marble and Calcifer were not yearlings, and she promised herself she would live till then to raise them fully. As much as she doubted her eagerness to rush into war- the new recruits both speaking out caused her fur to rise slightly in annoyance. Especially so the female yearling- too young to be taking a stand to her new leader, though similarly, Taikon was fresh here too. Star narrowed her dark gaze upon the both of them, and though she wondered the same, she did not speak her opinions. She was a knight's sword, used for wherever Sagtannet wished her to be. And if that was war- she valued loyalty above all, and gave only a nod to Wylla, an acknowledgement that she would follow the Eisen to whatever.