@Suspiciousmindz
Marbledface's green eyes were tired and weary as she let her gaze skitter nervously across the clearing. The scents were overwhelmingly familiar, they brought as much heartache as they did excitement. She was much changed from the events in the past few moons. The sights of battle in this very clearing still flashed in the back of her mind; that's when it had all began to crumble after all. Her tail flicked behind her nervously, a quick tempo revealing her emotions. It wasn't like her to behave in such a way but she had been rather shook from the passing of her mother just when she'd finally decided to make some sort of amends. Then there was the whole problem with her shoulder. Though she was half hoping to avoid the tom she'd abandoned to make peace with herself. Though she also hoped to see him immediately and wish that everything would return to normal. That they could go on small adventures again and laugh without worrying about the clan, be at peace.
Her ears tipped to the sides in defeat. She knew that she had to come back, it wasn't like her at all to have even left. Everything since the battle had just been a blur really and she'd only finally worked up the courage to return to her original life, with dreams of becoming something the clan can be proud of. Her whiskers twitched as she stepped into the sunlight, the mud underfoot stained her white fur. The black turned brown with the substance.