[starry]

Delicate silver paws trotted across the clearing. A single grunt escaped Mistyshard's maw as she gazed around the new camp. It felt so.. unknown. Barren, and almost scary, in a way. Of course she had her clan here, her friends, standing beside her and giving her guidance if she needed it. But yet something felt off. Like they wouldn't be at peace for long.. everything and everyone hated RiverClan, so she supposed it made sense for her to have such an unsettling feeling. Right?

Shaking the thought away, she located a cat she recognized as.. Beastflame. He didn't seem to be doing much, so why not go over there and socialize? The medicine cat made her way over. When she arrived, she offered the warrior a quick smile and dipped her head in greeting, tail flicking to and fro. "Hello. How's the time in RiverClan been treating you?" she questioned in a friendly way, her head tilted. She still remembered how the tom had come into the medicine cat's den, not very long ago, and returned to RiverClan.

"This is all so.. new. Can't help but miss old habits I suppose, but I still feel like we can never be at peace," the tabby sighed.

( @ophelia )