Post by Quietmist on Jul 6, 2023 9:49:30 GMT -6
She-cat - 25 moons - She/her - Warrior of Lunarclan - Apprenticing: None
Quietmist couldn't recall how many times she came this way refreshing the flowers set upon resting places of those that brought joy now the tang of sadness clung as a constant to those that these precious ones lives they had once been a part of. Quietmist had been close to them before everything had happened and since then had made the trip out this way to lay what flowers she collected and cleared away the old. Making sure things stayed fresh for any that came this way, her brother included though she would not tell him. Having chosen not to bring the subject of his past up as to not bring him down further she knew he seemed to be having a rough time sometimes she would bring his apprentice out with her own so that he could have a moment to himself though she stayed quiet about that knowing things might be questioned if it was discovered.
She cared for her brother not wanting to cause him problems she did little things that seemed to make others easier, like now with these fresh flowers. Her gaze lay on the spaces of her kin before her ears caught the sound of approaching paw steps and she panicked slightly.
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