Mornie utúlie

Batsong sat in camp eyes closed, the forest was changing

She could feel it, subtle but it was there.  It was an instinctive feeling from deep within her, she didn't know what it was yet or why she felt this way but it was there clear as ever.  It was a dark foreboding feeling. Not knowing what it fully what had her feeling this way was making her anxious.  She couldn't explain it but in the details of the land she could feel it around her. She could feel it in the air, she could feel it below her paws in the dirt and earth. She had not slept well recently on edge that something was coming, something formidable and dark.  So unclear it was still to her however, the presence of a threat was clear but what it was or how it would form was clouded behind a mist of opaque darkness. Nothing had ever been so clear in the sense that something bad was going to soon occur but at the same time also be so hidden for her as to what it was or when or how.  Too many unknowns left.

Taking a deep breath through her nose she paced anxiously. Going swiftly to the med shelter she took inventory of everything that they currently had and made mental notes of what they needed, she was not going to remain idly by while this darkness was approaching.  Whatever IT was she would face IT head on as she always had in the past. She had considered telling the council... but what was there to tell? Just that she felt like there was something bad coming? That was not much to go off of.  Her most recent dream from starclan had been a confusing enough mystery in itself.  She had shared that with them but this was something else, something more pressing it felt like.  Would the council even believe her? Even if they did what would worrying them all do to help when she still knew so little about what IT was.

Besides, it could be just her worrying over nothing... but it didn't feel like that was the case. She feared for her clan, for the safety of those she cared about and their way of life. Whatever this was if it truly was a threat and not just her overprotective imagination would be here soon and she had to be ready.  Different scenarios of possible outcomes flashed through her mind and how she might prepare for each of them. It felt like time was against her even though there appeared to be nothing currently wrong and nothing forseeable that could go wrong.  She rushed out of the med den knowing now what she needed.

"If anyone wants to come with me i'm herb hunting she mewed for her clanmates.  She waited for a little so anyone who wanted could join her.

Then, without delay she set off to find what she needed. The panicking feeling in her was ever present as she searched the land for what she needed. Fearing that every minute that passed brought her clan closer to the darkness she sped through the moors in her search for things.  Going to where the herbs usually were she froze looking down at the withering patches of Goldenrod.  They had all been ruined and trampled over pressed into the muddy ground that had accumulated over the past moon of rainy weather.  She scoulded looking at them trampled over and stems all broken.  She couldnt be certain but it looked like someone or something had intentionally done this.  Carefully picking out what she could of them she sighed hoping that the other secret herbs she knew of would still be intact.