Post by Leafheart on Oct 11, 2021 11:51:58 GMT -5
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The morning was nigh, beginning with both battle scars and the hope of moons. Although Leafheart wished to see a blazing sun to give them the ambition of SunClan, instead the greeting she received was one of rain clouds promising a dark few hours throughout this day period. Yawning sleepily, the tortoiseshell trotted over past the apprentices den and glanced curiously over the familiar figures of her clanmates, as each one emerged expectantly from their dens in anticipation of the day ahead of them. I suppose I'll have to hunt alone again today. The young warrior freed a sigh from her tired lips. She had hoped that, after the battle that had demanded so much strength from both her and many others, more cats may see her as approachable and she won't have to continue hunting alone. No matter how much she liked to hunt alone at first, after a while it always gets lonely to be on one's own for too long. While that horrendous fight with oh-too big hawks to handle was difficult and agonizing to pull through, Leafheart had discovered she returned feeling disappointed in herself - not because of self-detriment about her strength throughout the dreadful brawl itself, but about how ignorant she had been to believe she was better off solitary and away from a good majority of cats. Although that situation had indeed been unspeakably gruesome, the young warrior had found she greatly enjoyed the feeling of working and pulling through battle with comrades. Skirmishing against the ghostly beast with Soothawk assisting her more than significantly had somehow given her a great confidence boost, knowing that her clanmates would have been there to back her up if and when she would ever need it. Regret tinged the she-cat's heart. How didn't she realise this before?! It was moronic of her to believe she had to separate herself for her own greater good - selfish, even. Speaking of Soothawk... was I able to thank him for his help the other day?! Leafheart found she just couldn't remember. Well, even if I did, it can't hurt to thank him again, can it? Of course not. She was being thick-headed again. Settling down uncomfortably in a patch of soft stems, Leafheart groomed her paw as she waited, a little impatiently, to spot Soothawk within the mass of waking cats. I'll thank him, and if he has a negative reaction I'll say I've got to make dirt. Perfect. The tortoiseshell feline always loved to plan for the worst cases when speaking to other clan cats. In battle, however, she was more than happy to lunge straight into war without thinking - when it comes to a fight, it takes too much time to consider action methods and scheme out too many different scenarios before leaping against the enemy. Why? Simply because this gives the enemy time to think and consider their own strategies while plotting comebacks to every attack. I've groomed over this paw five times now. Soothawk must be here somewhere. Once again, the she-cat raked her gaze swiftly through the multitude of warriors and apprentices. Soon enough she'll spot him and head over, without giving herself time to worry about communication strategies. |
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