As her words concluded, a lone tear traveled down his cheek, staining the fur deeper orange than before. Her intention was not to make him cry, nor weep over her silk-woven speech. But it warmed her heart all the same. In her vulnerable honesty, he cherished every spoken syllable, which in turn...
Petalnose's plan sounded solid enough. That is until they watched the lead execute said plan. Sablemist watched with wide blue eyes as the fluffy creature had the gall to charge back with unwavering bravado. Thankfully, Petalnose was unharmed but the encounter was far too close for comfort in...
From the moment she could tottle, Sablemist started with a love-hate relationship with the river their clan adored. Being of Shadowclan descent led to certain tendencies Cindershade had to train out of her meticulously. The heaviness of a soaked pelt, the ever-changing temperatures of the river...
The anxious energy that bubbled beneath her pelt refused to leave once Smokestar allowed Windclan passage to the beech copse. Even with Ferngill's reassuring presence, she found it difficult to remain unbothered by Smokestar's decision. But she knew she needed to trust her leader's judgment...
Sablemist found the whimsical imagination of kittens amusing. There was nothing their little minds could not dredge up from the depths of pure fantasy. Snowkit had this on full display, making sounds to imitate the chirping cricket before her. The ivory-splashed warrior smiled at Snowkit's...
Her smile remained in the presence of his cheerful chirp, she was happy to hear him agree, static even as it bubbled beneath the surface of her dark pelt. Sablemist's paw stroked the smooth glossy surface of her stone, silently admiring its beauty as Ferngill began to fumble over his words...
She could sympathize with the lead warrior's frustration. Missing a fish even after wonderful execution was beyond annoying. The sudden ruckus of sloshing waves marked the area where Petalnose vanished underwater. Sablemist's ears perked, straining forward as her eyes spotted a few hasty bubbles...
The rapidly warming temperatures pull a sigh of contentment from the warrior's maw. The final rippling waves of leaf bare and its fickle weather seemed to be behind them and Sablemist was glad about it. For a while she sat by, watching with brimming amusement as Shellkit brazenly asked for the...
If you'd told her several months ago that she'd end up becoming mates with her best friend, Sablemist would have laughed at their perceived joke. Back then she was content to simply pal around with the blazing sun at her side. After being friends for so long how could they be anything more than...
The domino molly had been out on a walk to retrieve a bundle of flowers for her and Ferngill's nest. She hoped to brighten their shared space with an assortment of fresh blossoms to replace the dried ones that have long since faded. Lillies and purple lupine lay clamp carefully between her jaws...
Dark paws lead her patrol towards the edge of riverclan's border with sunning rocks in sight. For a moment she pauses wondering when the time would come for them to acquire the valuable slab of land again. Either way it is not theirs to control and so she glanced over her shoulder to nod at the...
Heeding Lichentail's call the ebony shadow is quick to lift her head from her previous grooming session. No lead warriors on patrol this time? She agreed that it would be a nice break for the higher ups, but it was certainly different from what she was used to. As the deputy fired off names her...
She could hardly sleep a wink after the lovely event that transpired the night prior. Although blocked from sight, she often found herself tossing quick glances in the direction of Ferngill's nest with a smile coating her lips and that same grin lasted into early morning. When presented with the...
There were few words that could encapsulate this moment, but she would give just about anything to relive it time and time again. He was speechless perhaps shocked if his stunned expression was anything to go by. Truthfully she'd surprised herself by her sudden forwardness and how confident she...
Her eyes trailed around the layout of four trees with gathered interest. Thunderclan seemed to lack their usual flare she noticed, along with the absence of two on their usual council. A small frown tugged at her lips but she did not linger on the topic for too long. Instead she weaved her way...
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