Sablemist was the precense of a polite question, allowing her to take the place of where her outstretched limbs previously laid without complaint. Despite her tendancy to stray alone, she was fine sharing her downtime to the ones she fought for. They were her only family, the first thing she connected to when memories went lost. Sharing comfort was a good way to connect, something she didn't particularly enjoy in her youth. But after many battles and losses, it was important to connect. Especially when you didn't know when the clan would lose the next.
A thanks was voiced and Petalnose rumbled in return to acknowledge it, her tail neatly tucking against her body as she listened to the next comment,
"I agree, many times I've watched this happen but haven't really sat down to enjoy it. It was a rough winter." Her eyes shut temporarily to enjoy the expanding rays peaking through the blossoming willows. The rush of the stream was a comforting sound.
Lashes softly raised and fluttered in the direction of Cicadapaw, the spitting image of his father whom she loyally followed without question. A quiet question to join and she tipped her head in direction of the rocks in acceptance. A statement followed to add to Sablemist's meow, she watched the stream flow around her paws within deep thought. Their clan had gone through a lot, ever since she knew it. It was like a curse was planted at their paws, something that made her distant from the stars.
"Indeed." She quietly agreed before raising strength of tone,
"So lets enjoy the little things such as this. We need it." The little things is all we have.
Instinctively her eyes followed another meow, watching Dipperfrost move to the base of the rock. She had watched the youth grow, a bit pessimistic and crestfallen it seemed. Atleast, that was what she saw. She knew at times she came off guarding and angry through her permanent frowns and sharp gaze, but she had her soft points. Dipperfrost had meowed of optimistic points instead, she hummed in agreement,
"I hope the fish are bigger these moons, I look forward to the next fishing competition."
Ferngill was next to the growing party, watching the sunshine blaze his pelt and the smile she had watched shine from his youth.
"I don't see a reason why I shouldn't, I'd always accept another ray." She jested, gesturing towards a spot near them. Then a comment of Greenleaf's activity, the prime of their clan. Petalnose watched the stream once more,
"Mhm, I'd like to sharpen my diving skills."
Iciclefang was to join her brother, an expected presence. The two had seemed to begin to grow closer than they had before. Something that was understood, more members were expected to blossom into new leaf and it was an exciting thing to behold. Especially for those in the familiarity. Petalnose wondered how much longer the kits were to be introduced to the world.
Iciclefang then brought up Sunningrocks, nodding thoughtfully.
"Certainly, we wouldn't have to share little room. I feel they are, if they fought so hard for it. Maybe someday we'll get it back." It was a fun battle, although from what Aspenhaze had told her from one of them- it made her hold a grudge for a different reason. Ignorant the clan was in her eyes. All was up to Smokestar if that decision was to be determined, she knew she'd strike once her clan was in good health and supply. It belonged to Riverclan.
Petalnose shook herself out of the thought temporarily, sitting up to gaze down at Iciclefang,
"Here. Take my spot, it's warmer. It'll be good for the kits." She moved to settle beside Dipperfrost, watching the sun rays begin to expand upon them. Weak, but it'll do. She flicked her tail to Dipperfrost,
"Lean into me, I've been in the sun long enough." Sharing warmth wasn't familiar of her, but for once she convinced herself to share with her clan. She sacrificed the safety of her life, so what was a spot in the sun. Anything to be closer.
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