#gingerpurr

"The older cats are allowed outside. Today Vel and Ginger went out to get some herbs. Vel has to take someone with her when she goes up. Grandpaw says it's cuz her fur's too short."

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Introductions - Gingerpurr (ft Velvetchaser)

She never thought she'd be leader. Gingerpurr never wanted to be leader. Well, not now. When she was older, sure! But she hadn't even had her own apprentice when the clan elected her.

'This sucks', she thinks, 'this really just... sucks.' Instead of sleeping in or getting to enjoy her morning, Gingerpurr is expected to be up before everyone else. It'd be fine if time wasn't stuck in a seemingly permanent night. Back in her day, around a year ago, she'd be able to trust the sun to tell her when it was.

But, with the sun gone, she'll have to make do with what she has. Which means trying her best to be the first up.

Damn it. Velvetchaser meets her outside her den again(Seriously, does that cat even sleep?). The annoyance must show on her face, seeing how the red molly laughs. Bumping her shoulder, the medic beckons her along. "Velvet, do not tell me you're gonn' make me go up right now."

Now ahead of her, a not-so-guilty smile spreads across Velvetchaser's muzzle. "It's the best time!" Her voice, smooth as ever, whispers eagerly in the cave. "C'mon, Gingerst- purr, sorry. But, don't you wanna get ahead of the day?" "There is no day." At that comment, a sharp look is cast toward the darker-furred cat. "You know damn well what I mean, you big thorn."

She does. But she's absolutely not going to say so.