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If you want to shine like the sun, first you must burn like the sun ~ SunClan High Priestess
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Post by racer on Jan 15, 2019 19:53:28 GMT -5
With all that has happened in the past few moons, the current SunClan initiates are put to work doing hard labor. The old bridge that allows SunClan cats to cross the river and access their boarder with NightClan, has become damaged during the recent ice storm. With tensions running high between the clans, the bridge must be repaired quickly so that the frequent patrols on the NightClan boarder can be maintained. The senators are to supervise the repair of the bridge, while the initiates provide the muscle needed.
Luna's tail dragged across the snow growing numb. Everyone she ever knew hated her for wanting to stay in SunClan, she had found people she grew to like there and felt socially apart of the community. It wasn't that she had felt like an outsider to DayClan or she felt they weren't strong enough, she just recognized that there was something about SunClan that clicked with her. But after seeing the hate in everyone's eyes that she ever knew it broke her. She felt absolutely empty, no one in SunClan liked her enough to be there for her and no one in DayClan would ever let her come back to visit. She sniffed slightly, she felt absolutely homesick and depressed, she just wanted one day to decompress. A day to reserved to have a pity party just to get it out of her system.
Her eyes brightened upon hearing the task, this was something she could actually do. Her mom was great at den repairs and taught her some tricks. Her tail immediately lifted as she raced over observing the bridges massive gaps carefully and began carefully clawing curled indents on the front of the bridge where it was gaped. It was a tactic few new of and even fewer had the patients to do. But required curling notches into one side of the wood and replicating the notch by carving it into fallen wood like bracken to connect the two, but have them form more as a hook. The only issue was that she needed to get to the other side. Given her still growing stubby legs she was not a practical choice. She glanced about at her surroundings and her tail drooped realizing there were few stray branches or trees with peeling bark.
"Can anyone grab some thick branches for me while I work on scratching in some grooves?" Luna asked looking at the initiates and senators.
