[Kitty Mama]

( eep, sorry this got so delayed and here’s to hoping i’m doing this right ) @Charmer

Cherrypetal yawned as she emerged from the warriors’ den, looking behind her to stare at it with displeasure in her gaze, ”If only it wasn’t so crowded these days.” Despite her adventurous nature and thrill-seeking attitude, having ShadowClan cats stay with them wasn’t in her definition of a good time. She hoped they would be moving back to their own territory soon, and then they could leave RiverClan in peace - they deserved rest in a den that wasn’t overflowing with warriors that weren’t their own. She wasn’t stubborn enough not to admit they weren’t all bad. Some of the ShadowClan cats seemed okay, albeit shifty. Cherrypetal wasn’t about to trust them not to sneak some poison into her fresh-kill if they were given the chance, considering their disdain for RiverClan. In some ways, she pitied them because they were going through tough times: first, their territory betrayed them, and then they lost their leader due to stress. She was glad it wasn’t RiverClan.

In fact, RiverClan seemed to be doing alright compared to the others. She hadn’t been to a gathering in a while in an attempt to avoid the dreaded Seastones (and therefore the ocean, which was the source of her fear), but her curiosity was beginning to get the better of her with the little she’d seen of ShadowClan’s struggles. Perhaps she would have to go next moon, but sit near the back to avoid the tides that made her stomach churn with unease.