Silent Paws and Quick Strikes (Needlestorm Intro / Open To All)

There is an exhaustion that follows her as closely as her shadow does, now. Tansypaw trails after Darkstar often, curious about her duties, about her downtime. There is no envy in her yellow gaze as she tracks her mentor, it is admiration and a quiet affection. Being deputy seemed like a lot, and now that she is leader... It is no secret that Tansypaw looks up to Darkstar.

Everything she does, she does so well. Tansypaw is growing into herself, uncertain of her place among her clanmates, the crucial role she is to play for the rest of her life. She doesn't know who she is or who she will be, but with every passing day Tansypaw is certain she is blooming into someone she dislikes. Her dream-time training helps and makes it worse in equal measure, and Tansypaw thinks she is better off for it, elsewise all of this pain would be for nothing.

So, Tansypaw clatters after Darkstar as she greets Needlestorm, already behind her mentor by the time her name is mentioned, “Yes!” She squeaks, “I'll join you and Needlestorm!” Tansypaw glances at the warrior then, and remembering her manners, bows shallowly in greeting, “Needlestorm.” His name spoken with the gravity of someone about to go to war. As she raises from her bow, her tone lightens once more, “So, where are you taking us Needlestorm?”