[goddess of ducks]

A dark figured looked out of the entranceway for the riverclan camp. His dark blue gray pelt was outlined against the sky. He padded away carefully and slowly. He was only out for a hunt, a hunt that would bring back food for his clan, his mate, and his kit. He liked doing little things for his family, he liked being able to take certain small things back from the territory that they could enjoy. He knew that his daughter Flahskit had requested a smooth pebble so she could entertain herself like some kits would use a mossball. She had shown him once how she did it, though unfortunately that rock had gotten lost. Now she wanted a new one, and being the generous father he was, he would try his best to find the perfect pebble for his daughter, and a perfect fish for his beautiful mate Cobaltshade. His movements were steady as he padded farther along the river, heading out towards the outer border. He would stop before he made it there completely, but he was on a quest, a quest given to him by his only child. He would fulfill it, or he would die trying.

@Fern