- Mar 18, 2023
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The morning had dawned hot, one of the warmest of newleaf so far, and Riffleheart was more than happy to take advantage. Recent events meant that he couldn't use Sunningrocks, of course, but the river beckoned, and he had trekked out of camp before many of his Clanmates had gotten up. Before long, the blue tabby tom had slid into the cool water and was currently draped over a stepping-stone, his long legs sprawled over the warm rock and his paws and tail dangling in the water. Turning his verdant green eyes upward, Riffleheart watched fat clouds chase one another through the bright blue sky, and was unable to keep a purr from rumbling out. Despite their troubles, despite the audacity of other Clans, despite the difficult memory of Howlingstar's face just inches from his and bestowing mercy upon him...it was difficult to feel sorrow or anger on a day like this. He was healthy, the river ran strong, the air was fresh; he could not help but feel joy and contentment deep in his heart. The older tom rolled over and showed his pale belly to the sun's rays, grumbling happily as water lapped over his pink paw-pads and the heat warmed his fur.
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