- Jan 5, 2023
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.°☀ I'll believe it all
It was a rather warm day for the midst of spring, with a high humidity that one would only guess that rain was suppose to come soon. There was a few clouds in the sky but the sun mainly remained and it casted down warm spots onto the dirt flooring of the clearing. A young cat was settled upon a patch of sunlight and was humming to herself as she weaved together another flower crown. That loner from a few weeks ago had shown her how to do it and now she was just trying to perfect the craft so to speak.
Bananasplash had just returned from her little adventure with Pigeonsong and seemed- happier than usual. She gave a little flick of her tail as she continued her little hum as she worked diligently. Then seemed to grow rather frustrated with the crown and sighed, putting it down and shaking her head. The flowers keep breaking off at the head and she didn't know how to solve that. Pushing it aside she sighed to herself and looked out towards the camp entrance for a moment, getting lost in her own thoughts as she laid there in the warm sunlight.
The mind traveled to that of a different place, wondering how the others' where fairing. Those who had been kidnapped by the twolegs and not returned home yet. Quillstrike was one of the bigger one she was missing but she also had concern for Daisyflight, Snowpaw and the others'. This wasn't something easy nor would it be something they where to forget about anytime soon. It did spark if they where okay. If they were being fed, if they where sick or hurt or whatever happened beyond this shelters walls.
A soft sigh left through her nose and she lifted her head up with a slight shake of her head, this wouldn't be helpful. Quillstrike was well Quillstrike and he was more than capable of taking care of himself. He would return to her and she would have so many words for him for worrying her so much or scaring her like that.
Then her deep green gaze moved over to movement out of the corner of her eye, and it was the feather in her fur that she was spotting from her shoulder. A soft smile played across her lips; Pigeonsong. Then she flushed brightly and shook her head more vigorously to dislodge those thoughts, no there wasn't time for that either. Gushing over how sweet he was, or how he understood her so well- no not when Quillstrike was missing. She sighed to herself and looked down at her fron paws; Starclan take mercy.
"SPEECH"
Bananasplash had just returned from her little adventure with Pigeonsong and seemed- happier than usual. She gave a little flick of her tail as she continued her little hum as she worked diligently. Then seemed to grow rather frustrated with the crown and sighed, putting it down and shaking her head. The flowers keep breaking off at the head and she didn't know how to solve that. Pushing it aside she sighed to herself and looked out towards the camp entrance for a moment, getting lost in her own thoughts as she laid there in the warm sunlight.
The mind traveled to that of a different place, wondering how the others' where fairing. Those who had been kidnapped by the twolegs and not returned home yet. Quillstrike was one of the bigger one she was missing but she also had concern for Daisyflight, Snowpaw and the others'. This wasn't something easy nor would it be something they where to forget about anytime soon. It did spark if they where okay. If they were being fed, if they where sick or hurt or whatever happened beyond this shelters walls.
A soft sigh left through her nose and she lifted her head up with a slight shake of her head, this wouldn't be helpful. Quillstrike was well Quillstrike and he was more than capable of taking care of himself. He would return to her and she would have so many words for him for worrying her so much or scaring her like that.
Then her deep green gaze moved over to movement out of the corner of her eye, and it was the feather in her fur that she was spotting from her shoulder. A soft smile played across her lips; Pigeonsong. Then she flushed brightly and shook her head more vigorously to dislodge those thoughts, no there wasn't time for that either. Gushing over how sweet he was, or how he understood her so well- no not when Quillstrike was missing. She sighed to herself and looked down at her fron paws; Starclan take mercy.
"SPEECH"
There's nothing I won't understand .°☀