Mirepurr has been thinking — probably a bad thing, considering their tendencies.
When Coalstrike turns to meet their gaze, Mirepurr swallows.
"Coalstrike?"
they ask softly, approaching him when he appears to have a moment to spare. He's been granted a title, and with that, honor. Sablestar had seen something in him; something Mirepurr assumes they are missing. It's not like they have great ambitions or anything, but they remember their leader's face when they had stumbled through camp entrance, yowling about danger due to a quarrel. Surely he expects more... Mirepurr cannot flee from every instance of a conflict. They would all call them a coward for it.When Coalstrike turns to meet their gaze, Mirepurr swallows.
"I just wanted to ask you for some... advice."
He gives off the impression that he has many wise things to share. It's worth a try; the worst he can say is to make themself busy instead of asking silly questions. "I want to do... I want to be better, for ShadowClan. How can I best achieve that, do you think?"
SHADOWCLAN HAUNTING PROMPT
your character goes to one of their new night guards for advice, how well does this go for them?
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