A part of the clear, small stream running through Riverclan's clearing grew dark for a moment, obscured by a paw carefully guiding itself over it. Three more paws followed, landing in the soft sand on the other side and carrying over the shadow with them. As the darkness moved away the sunlight was once again allowed to shine upon the water, letting the stream glisten, and sparkle. A beautiful daily reminder of Riverclan's most irreplaceable treasure.
The shadow continued under the blue-gray tom as he wandered around the camp, observing the chatting of others and the activities of his clan. He had already checked on the elders den, the medicine cat's den, and the nursery. The kits were always happy and so full of energy, willing to play with anyone. Though the Queens always kept them away from Songwave, assuming that he was not fond of kits. He'd never correct them though, they were only doing what they believed was best for their kits. And how could he tell them otherwise?
They were the tom's clanmates, they'd seen him in battle. He was logical and seemingly unconflicted with his friendships to other clans, for the sole loyalty of Riverclan. They wanted to teach their kits precious values, like empathy and kindness, of which they believed the warrior had none. Trusted to protect their kits, but not to raise them. Relied upon to defend his clanmates, but not to enjoy past times with them. That was just Songwave's role. His identity. There was no pain or guilt in remaining that way, as none his clanmates would get hurt, or killed, for his sake.
A twig brushed against the tom's white cheek, pulling him out of his mind and back into the camp clearing. Songwave remembered the warmth of the sand and let it travel up his paw pads, his ears swivelling around to hear the camp chatter again as his eyes gathered in his surroundings. The warriors den. Just where he wanted to be.
The tom poked his head through lichen to make sure everyone was where they were last time he checked, before pulling his head back out. As he dreaded, it was peaceful for now. Songwave gave himself a lick on the chest before looking towards the entrance.
'Perhaps I should go for a hunt? Better to make use of myself than sit around.' He thought to himself.
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