Camp RiverClan through heaven's eyes // frost

[Wavesong]

And that's why we share all we have with you
Though there's little to be found
When all you've got is nothing
There's a lot to go around

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There was a long, luxurious stretch from the black-and-white molly, her jaw cracking in a wide yawn before she turned her head and spotted a familiar pelt not far off. One that looked not unlike her own. A slow, fond smile tugged at her muzzle as she gave her coat a brisk shake and trotted forward, energy in every step. " Frosty! " she called brightly, her voice carrying that unmistakable lilt, chipper and full of life despite the weight RiverClan had been shouldering lately. Yes, ShadowClan had crossed lines they had no right to... Blood had been spilled, and there would be reckoning. If not by her claws, then by another's. But not now. Now wasn't about vengeance. Now was about her Clan. Her kin.

And that included the young deputy who, more than once, looked like he was drowning in the current. " Got yer head floatin' up in the clouds, aye? " she teased with a toothy grin, her tone light but not unkind. " Somethin' gnawin' at that sharp mind o' yours? Anythin' ye need to shout to th' sky and let it go? " She gave her pelt a playful shake, wiggling with mock readiness. " Or maybe ye need a good ol' spar to knock the worry loose? I might be carryin' a bellyful o' wee ones, but I've still got some scuff left in me bones. " A cheeky wink followed, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

Then, her expression softened. Genuine. " Ye know… " she said more quietly, with the gentleness of a tide retreating. " Yer doin' a fine job of this deputy business. Whether or not ye see it yet, RiverClan does. "

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