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14. The rain clouds threatening the territory all day finally unleash a heavy rainfall. Your characters are caught out in the downpour - how do they pass the time?
Though the sky is overcast, the wind is strangely warm for the leafbare season. It's optimism, subdued but bright, that keeps Blazestar's steps light and his spirits high.
Soon, his Clan will be fed again, and there will be plenty of herbs. They have new warriors, and with the warm weather, there may be kits on the horizon.
And in ThunderClan, too, he thinks, but he tries to keep the darkness from creeping over him.
He walks alongside Daisyflight, the two of them alone together for the first time in many moons. Blazestar glances beside him at the blue calico, remembering the last time, perhaps -- the night she came to his den unbidden, the night she told him with regret gleaming in her eyes that she couldn't follow in his pawsteps.
The Ragdoll studies her without thinking of how blatant he's being. He still believes she would have been plenty capable of succeeding him, but luckily he has Orangeblossom now, who, although young, has shown herself to be a competent deputy so far.
So why is it he still misses Daisyflight at his side?
He opens his mouth to speak, but a fat raindrop lands squarely on the bridge of his nose. He stops in his tracks, blinking owlishly at the liquid beginning to dribble down his chin. Within heartbeats, the clouds split, and rain begins to pelt them both.
Blazestar is almost instantly weighted down by the heaviness of his thick pale fur, dragging his bones toward the scattered pine needles and mud beneath them. He scowls at Daisyflight, as if to say, "Of course the day we choose to walk together it does this." His bad planning, as usual.
Dark eyes find a secure spot -- shelter in an arching root of a massive nearby pine. He indicates with his head that she should follow him, and he makes a beeline for the spot that will shield them from the cold.
The moment he's somewhere safe, Blazestar begins to wildly shake his fur out. Droplets fly in every direction.
@Daisyflight
Soon, his Clan will be fed again, and there will be plenty of herbs. They have new warriors, and with the warm weather, there may be kits on the horizon.
And in ThunderClan, too, he thinks, but he tries to keep the darkness from creeping over him.
He walks alongside Daisyflight, the two of them alone together for the first time in many moons. Blazestar glances beside him at the blue calico, remembering the last time, perhaps -- the night she came to his den unbidden, the night she told him with regret gleaming in her eyes that she couldn't follow in his pawsteps.
The Ragdoll studies her without thinking of how blatant he's being. He still believes she would have been plenty capable of succeeding him, but luckily he has Orangeblossom now, who, although young, has shown herself to be a competent deputy so far.
So why is it he still misses Daisyflight at his side?
He opens his mouth to speak, but a fat raindrop lands squarely on the bridge of his nose. He stops in his tracks, blinking owlishly at the liquid beginning to dribble down his chin. Within heartbeats, the clouds split, and rain begins to pelt them both.
Blazestar is almost instantly weighted down by the heaviness of his thick pale fur, dragging his bones toward the scattered pine needles and mud beneath them. He scowls at Daisyflight, as if to say, "Of course the day we choose to walk together it does this." His bad planning, as usual.
Dark eyes find a secure spot -- shelter in an arching root of a massive nearby pine. He indicates with his head that she should follow him, and he makes a beeline for the spot that will shield them from the cold.
The moment he's somewhere safe, Blazestar begins to wildly shake his fur out. Droplets fly in every direction.
@Daisyflight
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