- Dec 14, 2022
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It seemed dark times had a heavy grip on Petalnose's paws. She had responsibilities and they grew in importance during these times. Even if she had time to relax, she spent it to continue to be efficient. The lead warrior was determined to bring her clan back to some normalcy and continue routine. Most of every cat was doing the same, at least she had hoped. Any sauntering she hadn't tolerated and set forth a job. The colony cats still learning and adapting hadn't made her aching head any better. She was happy Snakeblink was set forth to the task of instructing upon rules. Stars knew she would lose her patience within the blink of an eye.
A trout hung from her jaws, gently setting it upon the pile. A gleam of pride sparked within her, a sign of normalcy was enough to strike some positivity into her grief-stricken mood. On sore muscles, she stiffly bounded in the direction of her clanmates cleaning the last of camp. However, a familiar silver pelt was spotted which had caused her to pause. "Pikesplash." She greeted, deciding against filling her schedule once more. Since her promotion, she had remembered how distant the tom was for a period of time. Although, unknown tensions had seemed to clear; they continued to pass meows and looks within meetings and patrols. Still, they both were still more distant than before. The sight of him had reminded her of such, a curious raise of her chin. "I haven't talked to you in a while. How are you fairing?" A turn to face him; an advance and chance of interaction. She noted the injuries upon him, hearing of the courageous act set forth during the invasion. In all honesty, it was nearly hard for her to believe.. especially if she was too blinded by her own blood flow and rage to notice. She wondered if the new responsibility of an apprentice upon him was a reward for such behavior.
@PIKESPLASH
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