.:After the Hunt:.

[ashlynkay]

I am Torrent, & I am something to fear. I am Fledora, the uprising fear.

Once Fledora's stomach had become satisfied with her squirrel mid-morning meal she ran quickly back to the rogues's camp to meet up with her father. She passed through their territory without even noticing a single tree, or leaf on the ground, all she sensed was the wind rippling through her fur with every endless stride, and the shifting pebbles among the earth below her small paws. Her mind told her as if she couldn't be fast enough, which only serged her onward even more. Once she arrived in the camp she slowed to a trot and set off to find her father. She found him in his usual place giving orders and what not a top his large, flat rock. She sprinted over and pushed through the other rogues. "Hello father, what's the plan for today?" she asked twitching her tail with pure excitement, she ignored the other rogues, and smirked when her father seemed to forget all about them and turned his full attention to her. He returned her smirk and glared at the others, he signaled with his tail for them all to leave. They looked a little annoyed but dared not show it around Torrent. They bowed to the both of them and backed away. Oh how pleasurable power could be. Torrent sat up from his place where he had been laying moments before, and spoke, "Well my daughter, I have decided to get the rogues ready. They need to know every single possible move, attack and strategy. Rogues are a little short to come by these days, and if we are to win they need to be fierce and unforgiving. I have sent only the best and strongest of them to train everyone else. And they will work, and train until their paws bleed and fall off. They will learn everything a million times over and over, again and again, until everything is insync and perfect. I will not settle for less. They know the price for failing." he turned his head away in the direction of the forest. Fledora was still staring up at her father, letting every word of his ambition sink in. "What would you like me to do, Father?" she asked determined to fulfill his every last dream and wish, with the last beat of her heart. "You, Fledora, will be incharge of all the training. If you do not think the trainers are doing their jobs, you correct them, or take over for them while you send them off to me. I will make sure they shape up plenty. This will be the biggest and fiercest army the forest has ever seen."

[ashlynkay]

I am Torrent, & I am something to fear. I am Fledora, the uprising fear.

[[Open to anyone who has a rogue btw]]

Fledora nodded sharply once. "Then I shall be off." she bounded away from the rock and deeper into the rogue camp. Doing a quick surveying glance with her eyes, she found a group that looked like it could use some touching up. As she strode over she thought about how the rogues followed her father, either because they were fierce or they were too afraid to face up to her father to walk away. That to her showed up most respect. It was the best kind of glorious fear there was. She haulted right beside a rogue giving commands to other rogues. She took mental notes in her head of what should be adjusted. She let the Tom in command carry on until a critical note almost made her hiss with furry. "No, no, no!" she screeched, and bounded over to a dark red and brown cat, almost knocking others down in her haste. "Crimson, you must be more quicker and lighter on your feet than that!" she shoved him aside as she prepared to show him how that particular move was done. She leaped high in the air and twister her body around in mid-air so that she was facing where she had sprang. When she landed her legs were sprawled apart wide, making her close to the ground, in a viscious fighting stance. She jolted up right, and held her nose up as she stalked past him. "That's how you do that right." she spat. Crimson rolled his eyes and got back into place. "Yes princess Fledora." She noticed how he added the extra emphasis on princess. Fledora let a low growl ripple through her throat. "I could finish you off easily right here right now with you're pathetic moves." she countered. She twirled around and stalked fuming into the trees. Crimson was always the one that gave her a hard time. They grew up together as kits, they were the same age. She had no idea why she acted that way towards her now. Fledora shook her head of her thoughts, and continued into the trees, not bothering to think where she was going.