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The dawn broke over the dormant camp, signifying the end of her silent vigil and the beginning of Sunpetal's new life as a full-fledged Garden Keeper of the mountains' greatest Clan. She inhaled a deep breath of air and then sighed, feeling so different but so unchanged at the same time. She felt as though there were now more responsibilities saddled on her than before, but altogether she didnt feel as if she'd undergone a change of any sort, having expected adulthood to be a bit more...transformative? Or more exciting at the very least!
She turned to address those who'd sat vigil with her but was loathe to find most had retreated to their new residence, leaving the pretty she-cat to her own devices not for first time. Well, she supposed it was in a sense. Shaking herself and feeling her dandelion crown fall away in tatters, she released another sigh. "Guess my first mission as a real Garden Keeper is to make a new one," she hummed, mostly to herself, and began to move towards the nearest camp entrance.
Post by complacentdevil on Jul 13, 2021 19:57:43 GMT -5
"Congratulations! You stayed up alllll night!" called Daydreamer sleepily from the warriors den, his half-lidded eyes alight with a slight deviousness to them. The murky bengal had some sarcasm in his voice, though he was genuinely proud of his clan and all its members. "What will you be doing first?" he asked, tilting his head with interest, "My first task as warrior was going to bed," he churred, a grin on his face.
One creamy ear flicked, Daydreamer's voice erupting unceremonious and loud throughout the quiet of morning, made extra startling by the silent reverence she'd experienced overnight. She turned to regard the tom, her brother's former mentor, noting the mischief alight in his gaze and deciding she was now above being snarky about it. "I'm going make a new flower crown," she declared, sweeping her tail towards the remnants of her last one, strewn all across the camp as it disassembled itself from where it had sat around her ears. "I don't sleep when the sun's out."
