[North]

@Heatherfur

Soft ocean eyes peered out across the shadowclan clearing from the entrance of the apprentice's den. The sun shone somewhat brightly, making Silverpaw's eyes seem even brighter than usual. The she-cat had spent the majority of her morning grooming, having not even left the den as of yet. Her long silver fur was groomed back neatly, soft to the touch. Perhaps it was her ego that made her take such serious pride in her pelt, but the young she-cat saw no issue with this intense desire for cleanliness. She realised she couldn't stay in the den for the entire day, pushing herself out from underneath it's shaded entrance and out into the cool air of the clearing. Though the sun shone brightly at the moment, dark clouds peered over the horizon and made their impending presence known. Ugh, more rain means more grooming. Not today, please The she-cat internally whined as she wondered over to a slightly more sheltered section of the clearing, hoping it would be enough to protect her from the approaching rain. She would sit comfortably in the apprentices den, if it weren't so humid and uncomfortable! Oh how today was not her day, but nonetheless she put a smile on her face and tried to relax.