Nanashi wasn't in the mood for hunting, or doing anything really at the moment. The gray pelted she-cat was padding forward, her gaze cast downward in lost thought as she meandered through the foreign territory of BrookClan. Where she had been padding through thick underbrush, it was now being replaced with sparse undergrowth and spring, marshy ground. The trickle of water dashed just beyond her ears, making her start and glance in its direction. Maybe she'd get a drink of water; find a nice sunny spot away from everyone else. So she could be a recluse, avoidable hermit for a little while. Even if it was just a moment.

The lanky she-cat picked her way easily through the terrain, shaking bits of mud and water from her paws when it got to be a bit too slippery. She pushed her way through the underbrush, and smiled at her find. It was definitely a sunny clearing, with a sparkling stream and a flat looking rock jutting up from the side of it. Hopping easily onto the rock, she smiled faintly at the warmth that temporarily spread through her. Leaning, she was about to take a drink before a crash of water sounded just beside her. And, before she knew it, she was soaked from tail-tip to her ears.