[Moon Lily]

[ @Breezefur ]

Irisflame felt the dusty earth below her as if she'd never felt it. It was the first time since the battle that she'd been out in the clearing, the wind in her fur, and the sun in her eyes. On second thought, that sun was painful. Squinting through the sunspots, she smiled as she padded past the many cheery cats. They still seemed to be able to stand back up despite the recent challenge. It was remarkable, really. Spotting a sheltered tree, she dodged past the remaining grins and slipped under the cover of the leafy branches, the shade cool. It wasn't warm, but it wasn't cold either. Things were starting to warm up, slowly. Hearing a yell, Irisflame looked her blue-grey head out from her hiding spot. It was her against the world, and right now, she wanted nothing more than to shove everyone away. Indigo orbs flashing in the renewed light, she padded out further, gaze scraping through the clearing for the source of the mew. Ivykit? She bounded over to the furball, eyes confused. It quickly kindled itself into anger.
"Ivykit?! What the heck happened?! You're not allowed outside of camp!" She hissed, eyes narrowing as she gestured to the blood.

[ @weary ]

Irisflame was bored. Was it wrong of her to say she wanted a cat to fall out of a tree, or graze themselves, or have an eye scratched out? She was ready to demand things, at the moment. Dull eyes danced across the clearing, checking for a clear space that she could make her way through. It wasn't particularly busy today, which she was very grateful for. Indigo orbs growing soft at the sound of birdsong, she risked it. Pads making their way outside, she inhaled the fresh air. It may have been a bit dusty, sure, but it was free and moving. Emitting a delighted sigh, she threw a glance to the side of her. An apprentice seemed to be sizing her up. She could spot the eager face from a mile away. Turning to show that she hasn't seen the black she-cat just yet, she smiled to herself. She seemed to be on a roll with the little ones despite the fact she was terrible with kids. She just talked to them like they were either pests or mini adults. But they seemed to like her anyway. It was the warriors who were rocky.

As 'Needlepaw' bounced in from behind, she turned around, not surprised. Letting out a mrrow of amusement, she raised her brow. What was she doing? Huh. That one was easy to answer. She simply shrugged, sitting where she previously stood.
"Eh, nothing. Just watching those two as they screech at each other. The entertainment is great here!" She mewed, gesturing to the couple that were in a heated argument. All she needed was some prey, and it'd be a perfect morning. "How about you, kiddo? Whatcha up to?"