Silver
| 16 moons | she-cat | warrior | tags; open |
Silver shivered as the cool air that flowed through the mountains. It didn't feel too bad to her though, her thick coat was made for this kind of weather; but her paws did ache and tingled from nonstop movement. At least they were close. 'So close..' she thought to herself as she trudged after the clan, well, what was left of the clan, after the... Silver shook her head violently, not thinking too far into it. When the group finally halted, the she-cat let out a sigh of relief, watching her breath as the cold wind took it away. 'Finally, some rest.'
Night
| 18 moons | she-cat | warrior | tags; open |
Night's paws had grown numb by now as her heart felt. The sleek, black she-cat stared dully at the ground, watching her paws drag across it as exhaustion slowly set in. She hung behind the group and they halted for just a moment that she didn't even bother to rest. At this point she didn't really want to stop; she wanted to run as far as she could from the past but it seems that they were far enough. That didn't change anything though, it still happened, and it still traumatized her.
Lake
| 10 moons | she-cat | apprentice | tags; Opal |
Lake trudged on in near the middle of the group and followed them as they made their way through the mountains. Her thin coat wasn't good protection here and she shivered like mad. She found it hard to see through the cold wind that brushed past them but she saw another shape next to her. Lake moved in next to them and brushed against the cat, hoping for some sort of warmth. Squinting up at them, she saw it was Opal, "S-Sorry." her teeth chattered. She shouldn't be sorry, everyone was freezing up there, and she herself was desperate to get away from it, but it was out of habit and she hoped he understood.
Drift
| 14 moons | tom | hunter | tags; open |
As Drift followed the group towards the valley below, he watched the snow fly past in the wind with wide eyes. He kept moving his long, stiff legs that had grown numb and taken by fatigue by now no matter how badly he wanted to stop and just rest. At some points he even started jogging for a few seconds to get ahead a little, just hoping that they were almost there. Drift was now near the front of the group, looking down into the valley with both curiosity and fear.
Fog
| 13 moons | tom | hunter | tags; open |
Fog found a certain numbness against the cold by not thinking about it and letting his mind wander elsewhere. He certainly doesn't understand all that this group has gone through and how much they've lost, but he does understand that it was a lot, and he could not compete with what he's lost, which is not nearly as much. It was all rather gloomy, this journey to wherever they were going. A better place, is that such a thing? Although, they have seemed to have found some kind of hope, in a valley.