[Fuzzy]

Originally Posted by starfall

Snowy white ears twitched as bushes rustled, and the long grass danced. She had planted herself on a fairly large rock, resting upon the solid heatsourse with her front paws neatly crossed. She loved the way the river smelled, how crisp and clean it was. She was also, often times, drawn by how beautiful it was and how it held so much life for being such a small thing. She knew who belonged to those delicate pawsteps, she had memorized the sound of each of her family members pawsteps as well as their gaits and the amount of time that passed between each new step. These belonged to her dear sister. The mollies tail flicked and she picked herself up gently, than hopped down with ease. The apprentice was never one to pass up an opportunity to chat with one of her siblings, seeing as they were so busy and all.

Mushroompaw trotted over to the Willow, knowing this is where her sibling loved to relax and destress. Which is why she felt a twinge of worry blossoming within her. The caramel feline gently pushed through the limp branches, forest green optics looking around for a few seconds before they finally landed on the calico. "Jewelpaw...hey. How are you doing? With being apprentices and all I'm sure it's a little...busy." she whispered, making her way over to her littermate. Delicate paws barely making noise.

Jewelpaw sat herself in one of the willow's roots her thick tail dropped gently over the other side. A clear sweet breeze blew through her pelt carrying the well known scent of her beloved littermate, Mushroompaw, the molly could here her delicate giant, though only because she could hear the whisper of plants as they were stepped around. At her siblings voice the calico raised her head, her pale green eyes soft. "Hay, Mushroompaw..." She greeted meeting her voice with an equal softness. The young calico hadn't had that bad of a day but all the stress and tension in RiverClan had really affected her. She felt tried, how could she be there for everyone when the whole Clan was in a down mood? There was no way for her to lessen to everyone's problems at once. On top of that Palestream's death and confession was still so clear in her mind she could tell you word for word. Stepping off the root Jewelpaw brushed her head across Mushroompaw's shoulder. " I'm okay, just a little tierd. She answered not wanting to bother her with her troubled thoughts. That was just something she couldn't bring herself to do. It was easy enough to listen to other cat's problems and comfort then but Jewel felt like she was being a burden by telling anyone her problems.
Stepping back the molly gave her littermate a small smile. "What about you, are you alright?" The molly asked her pale green eyes still holding their gentle gleam.