Teenagers make dumb decisions

Bramble watches, but too deflates as she watches Ember deflates herself. Tail no longer wags, ears hang half-back, smile dissipating as the sister before her dramatically sighs and leers in her direction. Ah, so it’s a ruse, hm? Bramble thinks to herself as she continues to consider Ember, seeing far more of Artorias in the girl than Ember probably ever wanted to admit.

And as soon as the words leave Ember’s mouth, Bramble’s brows go back to furrowing, but this time with more emotion. Concern, first of all, and secondary, disappointment that Ember would be trying to go somewhere incredibly dangerous without no one knowing of her whereabouts.

Her mouth opens to talk her down off this crazy ledge, but Ember is quick to interject. Bramble’s ears fly backward, but she is still open to listening. She patient, kind, just like their mother, but the fire was still there. “And that would be Tati’s job to figure out, no?” Bramble questions, taking a step closer to Ember before glancing around them. Noticing that they are still clear, Bramble motions her muzzle toward the door.

“Come with me to the gardens, but only if you promise not to bolt,” she gives Ember a pointed glared before turning to slip from the castle out into fresh, open air. If Ember was going to try and continue to talk sense into Bramble and justify this valiant mission of her’s, it would do no good if their parents or anyone else overheard.

Once they’re safely walking through the gardens with more privacy, just two sisters taking a stroll together, Bramble looks to Ember with a seriousness that she didn’t have often. “This man who leads The Syndicate will do far more than just kill you if he catches you,” she begins, her lips drawn tightly as her brows knit back together. “If you had been caught, this war Tati fears for would come far sooner than anyone wants,” this is when the disappointed look comes about.

“Do you not think that Tati’s birds would not do a good enough scouting job? If he loses one of them, it won’t hurt as much as if he loses a daughter,” a tinge of sadness comes to her tones as she looks ahead, a frown lacing her muzzle. “As capable as you may be, you are a female. A young female and getting caught by The Syndicate would be a nightmare. More than a nightmare. You would wish they would kill you,” her teal eyes move to Ember, hoping she understands what she means.

“If you want to help Tati, you should be talking to the packs that are closer allies to us and what they know of The Syndicate. The meeting did not go well in Tati’s favor and I fear that the wolves of Ardent are weak compared to the growing numbers of The Syndicate. This pack is good at convincing and deceiving others to believe they’re good which isn’t positive for us,” Bramble’s tone shifts to more thoughtful now as she looks again to Ember. “You would be of more use helping build our allies rather than spying on them,” her nose wrinkles, ears flicking back as she detests the thought of having to think of such despicable wolves.