[Abyssopelagic]

Flyfur slowly and softly padded in the back on the pack that followed Lionstar. She found a spot toward the back with soft foliage and made a make-shift resting spot. She sat in it and gazed around the Seastones.
She looked for any of her kittens, feeling horrible she hadn't been able to keep up with them lately. Nor had she kept up with her apprentice. Well, she really was behind wasn't she?

@kittygirl @Socks @Puddletail @Estelle @Queenie @Tundra (anyone of you can approach her, but don't have to if you'd rather not; thank friends)