by Hawky<3 » Tue Jun 26, 2018 1:46 pm
Κα΄ΙͺΙ΄Κ α΄α΄ΚΙ΄ΙͺΙ΄Ι’molly / leader / 43 moons
tags: thistle shadow, cold cinders"κ°Κα΄α΄ α΄α΄ΚΙͺΙ΄Ι’ α΄α΄α΄α΄κ± α΄α΄α΄Κα΄Ι’α΄" the tall molly was perched on a branch of the oldest tree in camp, leaves rustling as she shuffled on the ancient wood. rainy morning's claws were piercing the rough bark and her face betraying anxiety. her eyes were fixed on the gloom of the sentinel den. she could just barely spy thistle shadow's gray pelt in the den, sleeping softly. rainy morning's claws gripped the branch harder. this decision would rock the clan. she diverted her gaze to her paws. closing her eyes and exhaling, the leader sent a silent prayer to erra herself. she had hesitated selecting an aide for nearly a half moon now, the death of storming clouds still fresh in her mind. opening her eyes, she briefly thought of cold cinders and her relationship to the former aide. pushing that thought aside, the tortoiseshell's heart was heavy, as if shrouded by the mist in the camp. is this the path erra wants me to follow? rainy morning hadn't received any signs from her, not even from star-drifters. her heart filled with worry, she pleaded quietly with her starry ancestors. "please, oh please," rainy morning murmured desperately, "please send me something, anything! i feel i'm not fit to make this decision." her throat closed up with a feeling of dread, as if she was a kitten and her mother had wandered away. "i need help." rainy morning whispered weakly.βββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββββ
α΄α΄κ±κ±Κ κ±α΄α΄Ι΄α΄molly / sentinel / 22 moons
tags: rainy morning, russet stream"Ιͺ κ±α΄α΄ Ιͺα΄, Ιͺ α΄‘α΄Ι΄α΄ Ιͺα΄, Ιͺ α΄α΄α΄α΄ Ιͺα΄" mossy stone stretched her legs out in her nest, letting out a satisfied purr as her muscles woke up. something furry touched her hind paw and looking over, she realized her paw was on russet stream's forehead. flattening her ears and quickly pulling away, she softly mewed an apology and stumbled out of the den to avoid further embarrassment. looking up, mossy stone dipped her head to rainy morning's tall figure in the branches of a tree. the leader was just a bit too far up for mossy stone to see her expression without squinting, but judging by her hunched shoulders and messy fur rainy morning wasn't feeling well. pondering this briefly, the gray tabby yawned and padded over to a patch of sun that managed to penetrate the gloomy sky. she began to groom herself meticulously, picking out any twigs or moss the molly could find. the better you look, the better you feel!
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Hawky<3 on Wed Jun 27, 2018 4:30 am, edited 1 time in total.