Recent content by carawaysong

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- the sun warms the dark stripes spanning her back gently from her time beneath it. the heat still has time to grow brutal. in a few moons, it'd be sweltering, but newleaf has shown temperance thus far. it was warm enough for a swim, she thinks. the warrior follows behind valesight...

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- she had mostly regarded gladefrost's kits as just that, treated them as she would any other kit in riverclan's nursery. not a set of younger siblings, likely to her mothers disdain if voiced. willowroot and poppysplash had taken them with open hearts, the same love shared with her...

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- carawaysong sits just far enough from the still bodies that the mint pressed into their pelts only just tickles her nose. she had watched warily as robinheart prepped them, couldn't bring herself to offer any help. it was selfish, maybe, to leave the burden on moonbeam's apprentice...

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- carawaysong shrugs, ears flicking as she looks around for any traces of prey. midnightash's question was a hot topic it seemed, these rocks had been since she was born. for the first time in her life, they were under riverclan's control. a hold steadfastly defended. but thunderclan...

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- two familiar faces popped out from an otherwise unassuming pile of snow. carawaysong may have been concerned at such a sight, had anyone ever drowned in it? but cragpaw and pebbletail were both beaming. laughter shook the flakes free from their frozen whiskers, it echoed around camp...

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- the air of the patrol felt stiff. carawaysong felt the tension dragging along her spine to move her paws through the snow in an almost rigid shuffle. it would all come to a head here, it seemed. beefang had demands, they would cross the shallowly frozen river. death by icy water...

prompt - someone's caught a snowflake! quick, show it off before it melts! carawaysong settled amongst a group of warriors to wind the day down. a quick glance towards the fresh kill pile proved her assumptions, hardly anything but scraps were left. it felt like she had been out with rivuletpaw...

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- carawaysong is freezing, the snow that had settled in through the day was relentless. her head was tucked to her chest in attempt to keep the snow from blinding her, but as she finally looks up she notes the wind buffeting the walls. they seemed to tremble under the force. she is on...

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- her paws had warmed at last, cold subsiding until all that remained was a gentle ache. there was still work to be done, nests and dens needed insulation now more than ever. carawaysong trudges through the snow, they wouldn't stay out for long, just enough to find what they needed and...

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- "stars, look at that thing," carawaysong mutters in awe as she glances over the impressive catfish and salmon added to the pile. she was halfway convinced that everyone could take two bites from each and there would still be some left over. "nice job!" she chirps, green gaze...

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- the snow coming down nearly blinded her vision. the last time the landscape had been painted so blankly there was much more joy to be found in it. now, she was a warrior, meant to go out in the chill and bring something back. carawaysong stayed low to the ground, snow balling up to...

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- "i think it suits you," carawaysong hums in amusement, lifting her paw to remove the fish from lambleap despite her teasing. she didn't really understand how it had happened, how did one get caught with a fish stuck across their eyes? somehow, lambleap had made a pitiful display of...

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- "good eye!" carawaysong chirps happily to rivuletpaw's find, sending her off with a subtle toss of her muzzle. she tails the apprentice, eyes peeled for anything extra. if something was found over here, there was sure to be more. after some searching, she double checks over the area...

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- carawaysong meets the shadowclan patrol with a glance, eyes washing over her fellow riverclanners quickly before returning. she hadn't seen much of shadowclan besides the time yellowcough had forced her into their nursery. that time was under a different moon it seemed. last...

-ˋˏ ༻✧༺ ˎˊ- despite it not being her favorite thing in the world, carawaysong hunted land prey with an impressive efficiency. a gift passed from nightfish, no doubt, and now she had the opportunity to spread such knowledge to an apprentice of her very own. she had told rivuletpaw how to stalk...