Post by Fallentear || on Apr 12, 2008 22:01:11 GMT -5
[[how long have I been in this storm?]]
The day was bright and warm; even a bit stifling in the unchallenged sun. The sky was blue, and not a single puff of cloud covered the sky. A hot breeze blew across the Rageclan camp, sending whispers rippling through the trees decorated in full-blossom. Rageclan hadn't seen such a nice day in a year, which proved that Newleaf was here again. The prey was plentiful, even for this barren clan. Heatwaves could be seen rising upwards upon the moors, and the fronds that occupied this area swayed in the passing wind, brushing against each other gently. But even in this ideal weather, who knew how well this peace could be kept in the clans?
[[so overwhelmed by the ocean's shapeless form]]
Meanwhile, in the cool shade of the medicine cat, a long-furred white she-cat walked along the rows of herbs, taking in their stong and calming scents. Her bright green gaze flicked from plant to plant, mentally identifying them as she checked that all were in good stock. "Dandelion...Coltsfoot...and Catchweed." She mumbled to herself, knowing that these plants that had been hard to find in winter were in perfect condition in spring. Especially catchweed, because it was needed when it was fresh and green. She would go out later to find them, knowing that it might prove a challenge in the un-forested region of Rageclan.
[[water's getting harder to tread]]
With a contented sigh, Stormwhisper moved to the back of the den and lay down where it was cooler. It wasn't that she was hoping cats would get injured, she just wished she had more to do. No doubt all the apprentices would be out enjoying the weather with their mentors. The petite female had just stood up again, and had resolved to tell Jasminestar that she was going out for a while when she saw the lichen at her den entrance part.
[[with these waves crashing over my head]]
