With every Tempest she abides ✪ Gorge Patrol

Dustystar Dustystar

Heir of Grief
WindClan
Leader
113
24
Freshkill
326

✪ Align my Heart, my Body, my Mind​

indentCold rain strikes against the backs of the patrolling cats. The thin, sleek coat Dustystar so prides herself on does little to protect her from the chill. It's a bleak reminder of what they have coming for them in the moons to come.

indent"Let's stick together." Dustystar has to raise her voice to speak over the noise of fast, rushing water through the gorge."We don't want to lose track of one another." She heads for the twoleg bridge spanning the canyon. Trying to look over the edge anywhere else would risk slipping on the rain-wet rocks that line the gorge. Falling in, Dustystar is sure, would be a death sentence.

indentA quick look over the side of the bridge confirms her suspicions. The rain has filled the river higher than Dustystar has ever seen it before. The water runs brown with mud and sediment, washed from whatever upstream brooks lie beyond the gorge. Anyone caught in the flow would be pulled under, or battered by the branches in the current.

Given the storms of late greenleaf, the gorge looks especially full- and loud. Can you even hear eachother?



Dustystar - 27 moons - Windclan Leader