- Aug 15, 2022
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"AND I'M NOT YOUR PROTAGONIST"
Stormgaze had been grateful to be back to full health after her mother left. It meant she was able to distract herself with clanly things such as hunting or the occusual border checks. She had always liked running across the moor. Even before Windclan became Windclan. Her long legs carried her with ease through the tall grass. Though, she wasn’t able to chase rabbits into holes like some of her clan mates. She was too lanky for that.
The gray feline sat by herself in camp. Grief made her heart feel heavy. She had lost her father in the big fight and now her mother had left her all alone. Stormgaze wasn’t some kit that needed taking care of. But she had always envisioned living her life beside her parents. Even when she knew she had been a replacement for their first born. Shrouded Night, assumed dead when a dog attacked them. Her relationship with her parents had been complicated to say the least. But she still missed them greatly.
It was no secret that she was grieving as well. Stormgaze was often more annoying than not. Talking up a storm, bugging other cats with questions, and often joining patrols when she wasn’t even asked to. She had been quiet for the past couple of sunrises. Still trying to engage but she didn’t really go out of her way to bug anyone anymore. Today she was feeling a little more chatty. Spotting a cat that she knew wouldn’t turn her away. At least, not right away.
“Hey ya Rose! Busy?” she asked, green hues looking over the feline in question. “Wanna chat?” she stops there, though normally she’d asked them a thousand things in a row. But she was taking it a bit slower today.
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// @KAZENIKURA