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Post by moony on Jun 25, 2020 20:21:53 GMT -6
| S ong-birds filled the air with their music. Sun filtered through the pines, dappling the ground with golden summer light. It was comfortable in the shade, the cool shadows provided the perfect reprieve from the sweltering sun. While the air near the bog was muggy and thick, away from the swampy marsh and near the gurgling stream of fresh water the air was cool, breathable, refreshing. The twinkling of water running against rocks provided a back-track to the bird song. It was a perfect summer day.
As long as it was taken at face value, that is. A menacing undertone simmered under the surface of the peaceful forest. Threats of rogues, outsiders, and even other Clan cats trespassing on ThistleClan soil threatened to tip the balance of the scales and turn the picturesque forest into a zone of battle and terror. Mistflower tried to contain her anxiety. Today was not a day for worries. It was a day to spend with her siblings.
The three light pelted siblings trekked through the pine forest towards the sandy creek. Mistflower, injured from a rogue attack over a moon ago, had strained her injury further. The stocky bat-eared medicine cat, Ratwhisker, had prescribed her water therapy. It will strengthen your muscles, and the water will lessen the strain on the leg. So, diligently, after Ratwhisker attended her for the first couple of times, Mistflower had taken to the task of swimming. It became her escape from the worries of day-to-day life in the camp, and the trials of recent events.
Mistflower set the pace as her older brother and sister followed beside her. Cloudstep and Lilypad had been consumed with their own duties, and so it had been difficult for them to spend time together. When Mistflower had been a kit her siblings had always been there to support her. In many ways Lilypad was more like a mother to Mistflower than a sister (sometimes Mistflower found this smothering, but she would never say so to Lilypad, she cared to much to risk hurting the gray and white she-cat's feelings). Cloudstep had seemed even more distant that normal lately. Mistflower admired her brother, almost to a fault. To her he exemplified what a ThistleClan warrior should be. But ever since Mistflower had been named a warrior, she had spent less time with him than she had expected.
That didn't matter now. Now they were together again, and while their sibling dynamics were changing (Mistflower was a warrior, now, after all), they were learning that relationships, even familial ones, take effort to cultivate. That is what brought them together that day. Just as Mistflower had learned to walk again after her injury, they were learning to walk again as siblings.
"Ratwhisker was right," Mistflower observed to her siblings as they drew closer to the creek "Swimming has really helped my injury." She still had a slight limp, and Ratwhisker warned that it might never fully go away. But Mistflower wasn't faltered by that idea. I can still be a warrior even with this limp.
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Post by wolfiedemon on Jul 7, 2020 12:46:17 GMT -6
Despite everything going on in their lives, the walk to the creek was quite peaceful. This was the first time in what felt like forever since the siblings spent any time together that was just the three of them. This was no fault of theres, with everything going on as of late it was hard to find a moment that they were all in the same place. Cloudstep was off doing who knew what lately, and Mistflower was still recovering from the injury that a rogue had inflicted on her not a moon ago. Lilypad herself was also guilty of not spending time with her family. She was trying to better herself for her family. She was trying to make sure her sister never got hurt again. She couldn't go through another family members death, it would rip her soul to pieces.
Lilypad had spent some extra time with Ratwhisker, asking him about how her sisters recovery was going. Seeing if he needed any help with his work. The grey and white she-cat had other duties as well when it came to patrols and such but she always made time to help look for herbs and the like. With everything going on, she wanted her Clan to be prepared for anything. She didn't want another attack like that to happen, and her Clan not be ready for it. During this outing, Lilypad would keep an eye out for anything that Ratwhisker had listed off that was needed.
Lilypad looked over at her sister as they continued their trek. Her sister would continue to have a limp, this was being more and more obvious but she was positive that it wouldn't hinder her training to be a warrior. Lilypad had heard of cats missing limbs and going on to being excellent fighters despite their disadvantages. "I am relieved to hear that this is helping you." Lilypad said as she flicked her tail against her sisters shoulder. Hearing that felt like a weight was being lifted off her.
Lilypad sat at the edge of the creek, watching the water. "Do you want some company in the water while you swim? Or would you rather be on your own in there?" Lilypad herself wasn't the most confident swimmer but she could keep her head above water when needed. "If not I could grab us all a bite for after your done with your exercises." |
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Post by Dreamer on Aug 7, 2020 18:27:02 GMT -6
Cloudstep Thistleclan you must go on adventures to find where you truly belong. -Sue fitzmaurice Cloudstep had never been known to be the chatty type, but usually around his sisters he opened up more, expressed hidden feelings and thoughts that littered his mind. Today was not the case. While he was happy that he was getting to spend actual time with his sisters, another she-cat far off was occupying his consciousness. No matter how hard he tried he couldn't put Snowfeather from his thoughts, and their most recent meeting wasn't helping at all. She needs to get away from there, but how?
As they neared the creek and his sisters spoke he turned his gaze toward them and force and easy smile on his face. He watched as Mistflower hobbled closer to the water and swallowed. The threat of rogues was still strong, and he had never expected for Mistflower to be pulled into the middle of it. Because of this threat, Thievingstar had put out new rules. No one was to leave the camp alone and everyone was to be back before sun down. That would make meeting with Snowfeather in the future difficult. As he listened to his sisters talk an idea came to his head. It was probably stupid, very stupid in fact but he trusted them. He shook himself out and trotted closer sniffing at the water himself. He wouldn't bring up his idea now, maybe while they were eating. He cast a sideways glanced at Lilypad then flicked her ear with his tail playfully. "I'm getting in whether she wants to company or not," he said cheekily before darting forward and launching himself into the water. It wasn't deep and to cool water felt amazing against the sweat soaked fur. It was greenleaf and the days had been getting hotter. "Come on Mistflower," he called treading the water easily, the Thistclan arrogance slipping into his voice some "I wanna see these exercises Ratwhisker has you doing. Maybe they will strengthen up my already powerful hunting legs."Word Count: 321 Tags: wolfiedemon moonyNotes: My bad on holding this up '>.> |
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Post by moony on Aug 11, 2020 10:34:55 GMT -6
| L ilypad's affectionate gesture in response to Mistflower's words sent a smile to the pale she-cat's face. Normally Mistflower would have hated it. To feel like others were worried or pitying her felt oppressive. I know I'm weak, please don't make it obvious, she would think in her head. But not today. Today she was with her siblings to enjoy their company and their love.
When they reached the stream, Lilypad's question made Mistflower pause. "Oh, well," she hadn't thought about Lilypad and Cloudstep actually joining her in the water "You don't have to get in if you don't want to." She smiled at her sister so as to emphasize that she meant what she said. Then Cloudstep, who had been quiet for a good portion of the journey, spoke up. "I'm getting in whether she wants to company or not," Mistflower laughed as Cloudstep jumped into the stream. Water rippled out from where he landed, and the splash even hit Mistflower. She winced in her laughter as the cool water hit her fur. Head popping out of the water, Cloudstep teased her to get in. With laughter on her lips Mistflower cast a cheery look at Lilypad before entering the water with her brother. "Fine, I'm coming," Mistflower responded. With a glimmer of laughter in her eyes, she added "But I think you'll need a lot more help than water exercises to strengthen your, uh, powerful hunting legs." she teased.
Her pale silver fur flowed smoothly in the water. Mistflower kept her paws on the sand below. The water was up to her shoulders, and she moved down the bank with her tail streaming out behind her. "Basically I just walk up and down the bank to warm up, and then swim for as long as I like! It's easy." At first it had hurt, but as her leg regained its strength the movements became easier. Now as she walked in the water is was as if she had never been injured. Mistflower glanced back at the shore at her sister and smiled. "If you want to go hunting we'll probably be done by the time you get back."
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