RiverClan Territory

[SpottedPaww]

Originally Posted by Parabatai

(M'k!)

Mothsong looks away and continues to push the fish towards Amberheart.

She’d continue to scoop up fish. Throwing them on the pile next to her, sneezing and slapping her tail on the ground. “There’s lots of fish today..”

[Spartan-117]

Originally Posted by SpottedPaww

She’d continue to scoop up fish. Throwing them on the pile next to her, sneezing and slapping her tail on the ground. “There’s lots of fish today..”

"That is quite true." The silver she-cat admits.

[SpottedPaww]

Originally Posted by Parabatai

"That is quite true." The silver she-cat admits.

“Where do you think they’re going? They usually don’t come down this way.

[Spartan-117]

Originally Posted by SpottedPaww

“Where do you think they’re going? They usually don’t come down this way.

"It may be spawning season." The fish-loving Mothsong comes out of the water and shakes her pelt as dry as she can before looking at Amberheart. "Should we get to camp?" She asks, looking at the other she-cat with wide dark ocean blue eyes.
'Why does she have to be so beautiful and nice?' She thinks to herself before looking at the pile of fish they had caught.
Together.

[SpottedPaww]

Originally Posted by Parabatai

"It may be spawning season." The fish-loving Mothsong comes out of the water and shakes her pelt as dry as she can before looking at Amberheart. "Should we get to camp?" She asks, looking at the other she-cat with wide dark ocean blue eyes.
'Why does she have to be so beautiful and nice?' She thinks to herself before looking at the pile of fish they had caught.
Together.

AmberHeart would nod.

“Yeah.. sure, let’s go”

[Spartan-117]

Originally Posted by SpottedPaww

AmberHeart would nod.

“Yeah.. sure, let’s go”

Mothsong smiles softly, picking up a few of the fish.

[SpottedPaww]

Originally Posted by Parabatai

Mothsong smiles softly, picking up a few of the fish.

AmberHeart picked up the rest of the fish with her maw and padded beside her.

[Spartan-117]

Originally Posted by SpottedPaww

AmberHeart picked up the rest of the fish with her maw and padded beside her.

Mothsong purrs softly and watches Amberheart. "Or would you rather stay out here with me for a while?"

[SpottedPaww]

Originally Posted by Parabatai

Mothsong purrs softly and watches Amberheart. "Or would you rather stay out here with me for a while?"

AmberHeart paused and dropped the fish on the ground.

“I think I’ll stay out here..”

[North]

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(feel free to have Frozenpaw just come up to her and ask!)
Mintflower wasn't sure what she was doing anymore; her mind was being torn apart by her internal conflicts of both her emotions and her loyalties. Did she even belong in Riverclan anymore? No! She needed to escape these thoughts...she needed a distraction that wasn't Flametail. Something to remind her what she loved about being a Riverclan warrior. But what? She searched the clearing for something, anything, to take her mind off the swirling pit of anxiety. But nothing came...ugh, this was frustrating! Pale blue eyes searched the clearing almost erratically before she finally settled on taking a few deep breaths and gathering herself together. She was overthinking things, that was all. She was just as good a warrior to Riverclan as any of the cats sat around her. Bet they're not breaking the warrior code though, are they? Her brain was quick to remind her. Her loyalties should be solely to Riverclan, not to a Shadowclanner-turned-loner. She was complicating things, making them messy for herself. She knew it, and if they existed, so did Starclan.
She stood, pale form small in amongst the other warriors who stood far taller when next to her. Her size was almost comparable with that of an apprentice, but her walk held enough confidence and self-assuredness, even when she was neither of these things, to solidify her place as a warrior. She provided for Riverclan, fought for them when it was needed, and she truly believed she'd give her life for her clan if the day ever came. So why was she so conflicted? The small molly made her way in the direction of the territory, determined to find some way to keep herself occupied; perhaps some fishing could do, now that the rivers were thawing? She'd figure something out.