[Brilliance]

A glossy, sleek coated dark brown tabby made her way into the clearing. She trotted with her head held high, her tail held high, and her ears flicking every now and again. It always seemed like she got stares whenever she walked into the clearing. In which, she did. Though she never minded being in the spotlight. Mistletoe wasn't a warrior for long, only for a few moons. But, everyday the small she cat was learning something. Like, how fast Windclanners were. And, the fact that they adored rabbits. To eat, obviously. Not to stare at because they are cute. It was still somewhat new to the brown tabby, but she started to get used to her surroundings. Like the unwanted staring. She would had loved to whip around and nip at each cat that was staring at like she would had done something wrong. Mistletoe continued to trot with a glow on her pelt. The sun was shining, making he edit an excellent glossy reflection, something pretty to stare at. Her small form ran towards the fresh kill pile with a light grace in her step. Upon reaching it, she scanned the pile for anything edible. At least, edible that she felt like eating. The pile was so...fresh. Of killings. All sorts of meals. Mainly rabbits. “Gosh! How do these cats catch these white racers?” She giggled to herself, before deciding to grab a white tailed rabbit. It dangled from her jaws. Her hues flickered to each cat that stared at her, and she gave them a tiny victory huff. Yup, I just did that! She seemed to say as she trotted to a spot where she could eat in peace without the constant staring. Sure, she had been a former kittypet and rogue-- but what else was new? These cats acted like she had some type of disease that they all would eventually get. As she set the rabbit down, the she cat rolled her eyes. “Get over yourselves, rabbitbrains.” She rolled her eyes, sitting down as she licked her jaws ready to devour her meal.
@Arié