August 31st, 2024, 11:00 PM
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a storm is brewing in the horizons [p]
Floodsight
✦ she/her | 21 moons | Mind Reader ; Beefed Up T1 ; empty slot
No luck at all. She really had none. It's been moons, over a year even, but her past still gripped onto her like a leech slowly draining her away. She'd thought it was all forgotten, but returning back to RiverClan territory and some of the few particular landmarks had just...terrified her. This silverish cream molly had grown, significantly since that kithood incident, but it still dragged on her. The scars still tore at her mind as a small inching reminder that she can never change. Never return to the cat she once was. And never...get someone back.
But she was still, her outward appearance not moving, not reacting. Calm, serene and...silent. The thought just ran empty circles in her mind as she just stared into the horizons where RiverClan's territory had stretched. Now, she was confined to this mess of a den, that was abandoned by twolegs, awaiting the day her clan will arrive home. Back to their home...not really. Some other place that they'll have to call their home. Perhaps, it was for the better.
She'd gone out a couple times too many this moon, this...half-moon. Patrols here, patrol there. And the overall eventful...happenings... just seemed to occur a little two often for Floodsight's likings. Perhaps today will be the day where she can just stop and not give a care for the world. A day where she isn't working, no arguments, no yelling. With a long stretch, the molly felt it was time to get some fresh air. Just a few pawsteps outside of the grim den, but close enough to not get yelled at.
It only took one pawstep outside for sunlight to hit her dim blue eyes, making her wince slightly in shock. The light ever so changing from the windswept leaves and bright sun that shone through the crevices. Little spots of sunlight cascades onto the molly's silver pelt, giving it a rather dappled look. After a deep breath, Floodsight turned to face the sky and prayed that their clan would arrive safe and sound when the time comes.
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