- Jul 28, 2022
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Rainy Days: cozy, reflection, creativity, wet
So I walk alone down the darkest roads
The feeling of droplets gently falling down on Ravenwatcher's fur made the she-cat hummed as she lifted her muzzle to feel the rain pour down onto her. Droplets bouncing off her long fur while the tip of her tail swished calmly. Normally days liks these are when the others curled closer to each other but to Ravenwatcher this was a time to think of how far the clan has come since the harsh leaf-bare. They had survived, and now were able to see life grow once more within the forest, which brought a small smile tug at her lips, a drowsy look on the warriors face.
She knew that the youngest of their members will take this time to perhaps play in the puddles, while the elders would complain about the aches and pain they felt due to the weather, some warriors going as far as hide in their nests all curled up in the comfort and warmth of them. Despite this, the young warrior did quite enjoy the rain albiet its wetness, she found of comfort from it. Shaking her pelt, Ravenwatcher slipped back into camp feeling the drowniness that wavered over the place as she scanned the clearing to find someone to have a chatter to, pawsteps taking her to whomever her blue gaze had settled on first before settling herself down. "What do you think of this weather?" she questioned in a monotoned voice while water droplets fell off her whiskers from her recent ventures.
She knew that the youngest of their members will take this time to perhaps play in the puddles, while the elders would complain about the aches and pain they felt due to the weather, some warriors going as far as hide in their nests all curled up in the comfort and warmth of them. Despite this, the young warrior did quite enjoy the rain albiet its wetness, she found of comfort from it. Shaking her pelt, Ravenwatcher slipped back into camp feeling the drowniness that wavered over the place as she scanned the clearing to find someone to have a chatter to, pawsteps taking her to whomever her blue gaze had settled on first before settling herself down. "What do you think of this weather?" she questioned in a monotoned voice while water droplets fell off her whiskers from her recent ventures.
"speak""Thoughts"