Wary the Waters [Open]

Minnowslip watched the river's waters flow over the pebbles that had once been the indicators of it's edge. Stepping stones had long been lost underneath the swollen waters that grew darker and darker, leaving nothing visible to the naked eye. So instead of taking the various apprentices there and risking their lives for meagre fish that were still lean from Leafbare, she waited for them at Beech Copse, eyes closed as she listened for the familiar sounds of frogs croaking their mating songs.

Though it wasn't the ideal meal for a RiverClanner, it was something.