Post by Zeneka on Aug 1, 2016 23:26:45 GMT -5
I remember the days, new beginnings on an open page...
Never had Rushwhisker felt more thankful to be a RainClan cat than this greenleaf. The heat had been oppressive most every day, rain scarce. He couldn't imagine how dry the other Clans' territories must be when many of RainClan's own streams had all but dried up and the river was so low. His thoughts flitted to the forest, where Bluejay lived, hoping she and her Clan were finding enough water, enough prey. He hoped every Clan was, for when a Clan's survival was threatened, that's when battles became more common, as every Clan pushed for more. He worried for StoneClan and LightningClan especially, knowing that they had the driest territories in the valley. He wished he could know how they were, if they needed help. He wasn't sure what he would be able to do... it wasn't like he could make it rain, despite his Clan's name, or divert the flow of the river, but still... if there was anything he could do, he would.
He pushed to his paws from his spot in the shade provided by a cluster of reeds at the edge of camp. He felt restless. He wanted to do something. This greenleaf had been rife with stress for RainClan and it had his mind turning in circles trying to take it all in and find ways to make it better. He recognized when he needed a break. If he didn't take one soon, he was afraid he might fall into a negative state again, and he never wanted to go back there. His gaze traveled around camp, hoping to spot Russethawk's distinctive reddish pelt, but to no avail. Instead his gaze settled on Bitternwing. His ears perked slightly, hoping she might be agreeable to spending a little time with him. He had to surround himself, when he felt like this, to remind himself why he was alive, why he was still here, and that things would get better.
He trotted over to the she-cat, already feeling a bit better just thinking about spending some stress-free time with a friend. Assuming she wasn't busy and didn't mind coming along, anyway. “Bitternwing! Hey... I was thinking, maybe we could go out for a swim, maybe catch a few fish. No pressure or anything... not like a fishing patrol exactly. I just thought we... well I at least... would really like to take a little time just to relax. I was hoping maybe you'd like to come with?” He paused, wondering if he sounded like he was taking everything too lightly, “Everything has just been so serious lately. It would be nice to....”
Was he rambling now? He stopped, his ear twitching awkwardly. He wasn't normally so tongue-tied. He just didn't want Bitternwing to think he wasn't taking RainClan's problems seriously. After their misunderstanding over Bluejay, he wanted to be sure he was clear with her... but now he was just muddling things up. “It's not that I don't appreciate the seriousness of everything, it's just... everyone needs a little break now and then... right?” Hopefully she would understand that, at least. He looked at her hopefully, “So... will you come with me? It would be nice to have the company.”
With something to prove and nothing to lose, not a soul to betray.