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Post by simplylight on Jun 15, 2019 0:00:35 GMT -5
{ this takes place a few weeks before riverstar's rise to the throne c;
The sun was shining brightly overhead, casting warm dapples through the rocks that climbed above and tumbled around the waterfall. Squirrelpool rasped her tongue through her coat a few more times before yawning. It was midday so another patrol would be heading out soon. She almost considered joining them. Maybe she could find her uncle? A frown appeared on her muzzle for a second. Chimerahunt had been her mentor and friend, even during the tough times. He was by her side, mourning with her, when they lost Breezepaw to the sickness. Now he was gone too... Where could he have gone? The bright, young cat was usually optimistic, but she couldn't help but feel like there was something wrong.
Her eyes floated around the camp lazily. There were several rogues that had come to join them recently. She had tried to learn all their names, but it was proving to be a difficult task with the number of them. She was glad for the extra company, though!
Smokeynight was, well to put it simply, bored. Hed already gone out on a boarder and hunting patrol and didnt really feel like going out again. He sighed audibly looking around the camp when he spotted Squirrelpool grooming herself across the clearing. A smile played at his lips. As an outsider it would be in his best interest to make some friends in the clan.
"Hello there Squirrelpool." He called as he crossed the camp to her. He wasn't usually one to socialize with the others but, it couldnt hurt to at least make one friend right? After all, from what he has seen Squirrelpool was one of the more competent me members of the clan.
"How have you been? I know a lot of your clan has been a bit weary since some of us joined."
winterclan's leader and mistakenly caught floaty thing
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Post by simplylight on Jun 18, 2019 12:57:31 GMT -5
Squirrelpool's ears pricked as the former rogue approached her. "Well, here is to making new friends!" She thought optimistically before offering him a friendly wave of her plumy tail. "Hello there. Smokeynight, right?" She started with a happy, chipper voice. If there was anything the young she-cat was known for, it was her endless energy and over-welcoming spirit. She didn't really mind having a few more members in the clan. However, the disappearance of her uncle had taken a small toll on her spirit. "Eh, I'm doing alright. I miss my uncle a lot, but hopefully he'll be found soon. What about you? How are you liking living in Waterclan? It's great, right? Have you gotten to swim in the lake yet?" Her eyes sparkled gleefully as she waited for the answers to her several questions.
