“Of course I’m not going to kill her.” Darksky rolled her eyes. “If they heal her wounds, that means we don’t have to worry about her losing too much blood. Their precious medicine cat will take care of that. So that means I’ll be able to give Snowfrost a bit more... motivation if she doesn’t plan on cooperating.”
His ear twitched. "Here's the rules for that." He snarled, making sure she knew he was serious. "Not a single scratch is permitted around or on the throat. No messing with the belly. At all. Period." He shot her a glance, his suspicions about her being pregnant had grown over the last few days. "No forking her ears and no harm to the eyes."
“Fine,” she snarled. “If it’ll make you happy.”
"Good. And if I find that you violated the rules, you will be punished severely." He snarled back. He wasn't a cruel cat, it's just that sometimes his judgement on what was right and wrong were clouded
Darksky hissed but did not argue. She instead stalked away.
He watched he with a glare until she was gone, then faced her. "I don't want what happened to me happen to you." He mewed, glancing at her stomach
She felt her heart twist in pity for him, but she knew what he meant and understood what was happening to her now. “Thank you,” she whispered. “And... I’m so sorry.”
He nodded stiffly and walked away to observe the new apprentices training
She closed her eyes and managed to fall into an easy sleep, kept warm by the new knowledge she had of what she carried inside her.
*Morning*
