Rosebriar padded onto the Training Moor. She didn't really fancy the current weather. It was overcast with gray clouds covering the late greenleaf sky, blocking out every single piece of sunlight. Behind the gray masses of moisture and air, a glowing sun could just barely be seen. It hardly left an afterburn in the she-cat's eyes as she blinked it away. At least it was warm out, even if it was bordering on uncomfortable and humid. The long grasses whipped against her lean legs as a gentle wind blew through, relieving her sticky, freshly groomed fur. Once Rosebriar thought that she had reached a good spot, she stopped and turned around. Now she just had to wait for Sugarpaw to get here.
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~RooRoo~