- Jan 14, 2024
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Despite the events of quarter-moons past, time slipping past ruthlessly and seemingly dragging SkyClan with it in its cruelty, newleaf continues to grow. The dazzling warmth of the sun sets the forest alight with sunshine and greenery that's so abundant, Ekat finds it hard to believe she'd joined the Clan when the trees were barren and snow suffocated the earth. But even now, the unshadowed heat and rapid-growing grasses seem nearly overwhelming when their Clanmates had also returned to the hollow with the sharp scents of fox and fear on their bloodstained pelts, and a few others had seemingly vanished. Eggshellbloom had returned, thankfully, as Ekat wasn't sure what she'd do if she'd never be able to see the tomcat again, but there were still others. Danger seemed to have sunk its sharp teeth into their flesh ever since the sun's momentary disappearance, and Ekat had been afraid of its clutches for as long as she can remember.
It's why the she-cat feels afraid at the moment, even as she simply stands beneath the canopy of gently-shifting leaves and finds an assortment of flowers at her paws — dotting their way amongst the grass and blooming brightly and colorfully. The world all seems a bit too bright, and a bit too warm, and Ekat might've been inclined to appreciate it if she wasn't trembling at every darting shadow, waiting for the sight of a fox's dark eyes. It never comes, but the midnight-furred she-cat still can't calm her erratic heartbeat. For a brief moment, she pauses to give the flowers a sniff, a mundane sort of action that nearly seems out of place for Ekat. But she's curious about their scent, and the fresh floral one she receives is admittedly pleasant. That is, until her nose begins to itch and the she-cat lets out a sudden, loud sneeze, louder than the quiet Ekat's voice ever is. She looks about sheepishly in the wake of it.
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It's why the she-cat feels afraid at the moment, even as she simply stands beneath the canopy of gently-shifting leaves and finds an assortment of flowers at her paws — dotting their way amongst the grass and blooming brightly and colorfully. The world all seems a bit too bright, and a bit too warm, and Ekat might've been inclined to appreciate it if she wasn't trembling at every darting shadow, waiting for the sight of a fox's dark eyes. It never comes, but the midnight-furred she-cat still can't calm her erratic heartbeat. For a brief moment, she pauses to give the flowers a sniff, a mundane sort of action that nearly seems out of place for Ekat. But she's curious about their scent, and the fresh floral one she receives is admittedly pleasant. That is, until her nose begins to itch and the she-cat lets out a sudden, loud sneeze, louder than the quiet Ekat's voice ever is. She looks about sheepishly in the wake of it.
/ Please wait for @Honeysplash to post first!