crystal raindrops [closed]

New-leaf rain sprinkled over Fourtrees. It was now a mottled scene: blends of bark matched by rich, dark soil and tufts of growing green, all surrounding the clearing. With damp fur, a gray she-cat slid through it, feeling unusually peaceful.

But not only peaceful. For the first time in a very long time — perhaps further back than she could remember — Mintpool felt strong. She felt confident. She felt… hopeful.

There was still wariness set into her shoulders; it was hard for there not to be. But new-leaf had brought prey, and the killers in Thunderclan (or, Mintpool amended, the killers from the Dark Forest, and those on their side) had been finally rooted out. One way or another. And I… had feared they wouldn’t be. Her family was safe, thankfully…

Even if not everyone had been.

A pang of discomfort rose. But then she dismissed it. I can’t think of it too much. It was all entirely stressful, but they survived.

She distracted herself with the sound of a bird chirping, faint and slightly to her left. Her ear twitched. It was on a low-lying branch, still too-high out of reach… until it fluttered lower. Mintpool sank, as she had been taught, and proceeded as quietly as she was able. The finch tasted rich on her tongue.

The member 'ginger' has done the following action : Dice roll

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'Hunting Dice' : 5

"Good catch." A voice complimented from one of the four Great Oaks. Up in the tree laid Calypso, the gold and white rogue had taken some time for herself by resting up in the trees here, somewhere she wouldn't typically be bothered, even if cats came to the area most stayed out of the trees. Azure eyes looked down at the familiar cat, before finally she stood and jumped out of the tree, landing evenly on her feet.

"I never thought I would see you again, especially here of all places." Calypso said, eyes taking in the familiar face in front of her. It was a much better look than the fear she wore last time. She preferred this look so much more.