Post by Torrentstar on Mar 31, 2019 2:51:45 GMT
It had been a few days since Hawthornstar's death; finally, the clan was beginning to settle down again from the shock of losing her, getting back into the swing of things. At the height of the morning, only a bit before sunhigh, the camp was bustling with the movement of the cats; apprentices with their mentors, warriors preparing for patrols, elders sunning themselves, kits playfighting under the watchful eyes of their mothers.
It was a rare clear day for the end of leaf-bare- the sun was warming the camp and taking the worst of the chill out of the cold water of the pond and river, so the whole clan seemed to be in a good mood. Even Torrentstar, who was well-known to love the rain and clouds, was glad for some sun, and the bit of warmth that came along with it. She hoped that Hawthornstar was looking on at them from StarClan, sending her own warmth to the clan that she loved. And, she could only hope, assuring Torrentstar that she was doing an okay job.
Torrentstar left her den, weaving in and out of the flurry of cats with ease, never missing a step or treading on anyone's tail as she scanned the crowd for an icy white pelt. Her slender, sleek form paused at the edge of the water, tempted to dip a paw in to check its temperature.
Before she could give in to her curiosity, she spotted her deputy, leaving the shore to approach him.
"Frozenfox," she mewed softly, "will you walk with me, please? I'd just like to check in with you and see how we're doing."
;; Frozenfox
It was a rare clear day for the end of leaf-bare- the sun was warming the camp and taking the worst of the chill out of the cold water of the pond and river, so the whole clan seemed to be in a good mood. Even Torrentstar, who was well-known to love the rain and clouds, was glad for some sun, and the bit of warmth that came along with it. She hoped that Hawthornstar was looking on at them from StarClan, sending her own warmth to the clan that she loved. And, she could only hope, assuring Torrentstar that she was doing an okay job.
Torrentstar left her den, weaving in and out of the flurry of cats with ease, never missing a step or treading on anyone's tail as she scanned the crowd for an icy white pelt. Her slender, sleek form paused at the edge of the water, tempted to dip a paw in to check its temperature.
Before she could give in to her curiosity, she spotted her deputy, leaving the shore to approach him.
"Frozenfox," she mewed softly, "will you walk with me, please? I'd just like to check in with you and see how we're doing."
;; Frozenfox
