Camp CHILLIN' ON A DIRT ROAD = [ dustystar ]

[GOLDENROAR]

Nerves still buzzed in his paws, even after he asked to meet with her after the meeting. Deputy. A step above the rest, right paw to Dustystar. Really, he had already been doing this, but being recognized for it? To have an actual title to stand against, not just social garnering about how he acted and responded to things? It was different then just existing, for sure. It brought on quite a few big feelings, but knowing how Dustystar was more cut and clear then emotional, he was doing his best to reign it back so it wasn't awkward for the pair of them.

Goldenroar ducks into the nest underneath of Tallrock, clearing his throat to announce himself. "Comin' in." He calls inside, voice at a neutral level. There was no need to shout, but he wasn't going to be soft-voiced. That was a little more tender then he cared to lean towards. He waits a moment for his eyes to adjust before settling down off to a side, expectant vision turning towards her. "I just- well. Let me back up." He says. "Thank y' for pickin' me. Means a lot, especially what you said back there." He says, ears twitching. Goldenroar inhales quietly, then clears his throat. "Come a long way since we really first met, hm?" He muses, trying to bring amusement back to this conversation over more heart-felt words.

_______________________ I KEEP RUNNIN' BUT ☼ I'M STANDING STILL _______________________

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  // @Dustystar
  

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• GOLDENROAR he/him, windclan deputy, thirty six moons.
  ☆ a lh golden red marbled tabby with low white and glimmering aqua eyes. often seen with a smirk, confidence oozing from him in heaps, but always the ever-helpful guy.
  ☆ mentored by who / mentoring no one
  ☆ older brother to merry
  ☆ peaceful and healing powerplay permitted / / underline and tag when attacking
  ☆ penned by dallas ↛ dallasofnines on discord, feel free to dm for plots.

 

[Dustystar]

✪ Align my Heart, my Body, my Mind​

indentDustystar picks her head backup from where it lay on her paws, turning to regard Goldenroar. "It was just the obvious choice. Why get someone else for the job when you've proven you can do it, and do it well?" Despite her matter-of-fact words, her ears are lightly brushed with a pink blush.

indent"We sure have." Dustystar nods, thinking back to their first meeting. She knows she has a tendency to make quick judgements about other cats, sometimes unfairly. It's serves her well, before, but clearly it's not as reliable as she would like to think. "When I think back on how I treated you, I'll admit, I get a little embarrassed. I was tired, and hurting, and I let my worst tendencies come out." She averts her gaze, directing it towards her own paws. "I'm glad you're not the cat I thought you were, Goldy. I'm not sure I coulda' done it without you."

Dustystar - 26 moons - Windclan Leader