One Paw in Front of the Other | Fallenpetal & Brookshine

They nodded at Fallenpetal's words, but privately they knew they wouldn't heed them. After all, what was there to say? There wasn't much to say about Brookshine. She was just... Brookshine.

Instead, they decided to focus on the second part.

“I think ambushes are considered rude amongst most if not all cats,” she thought aloud. “I mean... fighting takes up a lot of energy, right? I don't think most cats who don't live in a big group like a Clan would bother doing something like that if they didn't have to, right? Even we don't do it if we don't have to, and we've got so many resources because of our Clanmates. I don't think it's unreasonable to expect that we wouldn't be attacked like that in our own territory in broad daylight.” That was true, wasn't it? Fights were risky. There was the immediate energy consumption of the fight, and then there was the recovery period.

Somehow that made the attack even more frightening for them. Why bother doing something like that? Who would want to cause that much trouble? Her troubled expression drifted away from their sister as their thoughts began to get away from them.