Clouded Eyes, Clear Mind [P]

[rubberRatroom]

Sootbird.
{18 moons - s/h - social anxiety, emotionally rash, gentle}
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"Just living isn't enough,one must have sunshine, freedom and a little flower."

: ̗̀➛ [ @Dreamingstars ]

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Sootbird's eyes clouded with apprehension. The sun was finally setting, reminiscing on the sunrise that had come before. Dusk was near, and the singed edges of the sky created an array of sunlight that tickled the tops of the trees with a warm glow. As her eyes drifted slowly across the clearing, she caught a kit picking at the grass. The image was all too familiar, a filthy guilt washed over her, clearing her mind of worthless thoughts for a while. The golden honey of the sun trickled across the clearing for a moment and wind rushed through her fur. She had to remember to be sensible, not emotionally-blind. Soot inhaled deep - pushing her senseless assumptions and actions aside. She carefully approached the kit, mind stumbling over excuses or first words to ask or say.

"Practicing gathering?"

A quiet, gentle voice flowed from her teeth. For once, she didn't sound like a stuttering mess, for once she was confident. After becoming an apprentice, she had found herself so overwhelmed. Maybe things were finally getting better after becoming a warrior; for their was always a sun after a storm, always a plant after a raging fire.

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