- Apr 24, 2023
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a soft cold breeze blew through the camp, snow drifting and falling from branches into the depths of a light drift formed on the edge. the sun above them beamed down and made everything seem brighter as it beat against the glittering snow. some were bitter that the snow had come after everything, and even she was soured about it. if they had the cats to be able to stock up... but they still had a chance.
the large golden and black furred warrior had gone on a hunting patrol this morning. sure, they didn't find much, but something's better than nothing and she knew someone had to stay positive. and of course flowercloud was more than willing to hold her own optimism. and what better to do that than to try to raise others spirits?
green hues cast across camp. she wanted to find someone who she hadn't much interacted with. and her gaze settled on termitehum. a black and white molly with an amber gaze that she felt looks like honey. flowercloud definitely did not know much about her otherwise, and thus the large long furred molly got up from her position. it was easy for her to approach others; the ones who seemed like they would tear her apart, all the way to the ones that looked like they couldnt hurt a fly. it was the energies that cast off of them.
but, she never really tried reading into others. "hey, termitehum," she greeted with a dip of her head. her voice was gentle, soothing, and her eyes bright with eagerness. "are you busy? if not, i would love for us to go on a walk." it would probably be off-putting as some had suggested, but she didn't mind the rude comments. she only expected them. and if they fell through their own barricade to return generosity, they usually did finally agree.
@TERMITEHUM