fishing in the dark | open Sept 9, 2015 22:24:35 GMT -5
Post by envy on Sept 9, 2015 22:24:35 GMT -5
she wasn't really sure how she was able to sneak out of camp so late, but somehow, the she-cat was seated upon the river bank. the crystalline liquid flowed over her white paws, slow, and steady, oblivious to the predator sitting on its shore. there was a smile etched upon her face, and her large almond shaped pools reflected the light of the moon as she stared up at it. the amount of stars in the sky seemed nigh impossible, but she knew that starclan knew no bounds. the glory of the cats of the stars never ceased to amaze her, and while her favourite time of day was when the first breaths of morning peeked over the river, she couldn't deny the pull that the moon and stars had upon her. there was no time more peaceful than the dead of the night, when the world around her slept, save for a lone owl calling somewhere deep within thunderclan territory.
it sent a shiver down her spine,, knowing that owls could snatch kits from the safety of the territory and carry them off. taking a deep breath, she tried to shake the feeling off that that owl could potentially come and swoop down, and pick her up. no one knew where she was -at least not that she knew of- so if she wound up being carried away, the clan would have no clue where she left. her heart started to race, and her breath became fast and shallow. maybe this wasn't the best idea.
it's okay, lilypaw. you're safe. the tiny voice in her head chirped up out of nowhere, and she found herself calming down ever so slightly. tearing her eyes away from the sky, she turned her pale yellow orbs to the river at her paws. the rhythm of the water beating against her paws soothed her, and soon the she-cat forgot about her worries about the owl. a shimmer of silver flashed in the corner of her left eye, and a breath later the scales of a fish flew by her, following the current. a thought crossed her mind, and she tilted her head to the side, pupils dilating with concentration. would it be inappropriate to fish at this time of night? the she-cat had only had a handful of training sessions dedicated to fishing, but she was confident that she could catch one if she tried hard enough, and kept her focus.
completely committing herself to the idea, she stared into the water without blinking, hoping that another silvery fish would float by lazily.- - - - - -
feel free to find her and give her crap.