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Nov 14 2017, 10:23 PM
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<p>Leafbare had stripped the Sunningrocks of their namesake, and it broke Sorrelwhisker's heart.
<p>Cold stung her paws as she stepped from the soft soil of the forest's edge and onto the rocky surface. Where the river-smoothed stones once glistened under blue skies, they were now opaque and colorless, as dark and as gray as the clouds overhead. As the river crashed into the the stones that lay on the very edge of the shore, it threw up harsh droplets that landed as hard and cold as hailstones on Sorrelwhisker's pelt.
<p>Like Greenleaf itself, Sunningrocks as the once longed-for paradise of past moons now felt like a distant memory. Hard to imagine anyone fighting over this, she thought with a grimace.
<p>It wasn't like she came here to have fun -- no, her clan needed to eat, and the Sunningrocks crawled with vole even in the cold dark days of Leafbare. Still, Sorrelwhisker thought, so much about the grim scene before her seemed to sum up her life lately. Where she so recently an apprentice and vibrancy and possibility still ruled her life, there was now stagnancy. Is this my life? Am I really just going to spend all my time catching voles until I die?
<p>Ugh. Restlessness itched at her paws. Forget hunting today. The young tortoiseshell padded to the waters edge and let her eyes settle on the land across the river, taking in the forbidden territory beyond with an unfocused gaze.
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<p>Leafbare had stripped the Sunningrocks of their namesake, and it broke Sorrelwhisker's heart.
<p>Cold stung her paws as she stepped from the soft soil of the forest's edge and onto the rocky surface. Where the river-smoothed stones once glistened under blue skies, they were now opaque and colorless, as dark and as gray as the clouds overhead. As the river crashed into the the stones that lay on the very edge of the shore, it threw up harsh droplets that landed as hard and cold as hailstones on Sorrelwhisker's pelt.
<p>Like Greenleaf itself, Sunningrocks as the once longed-for paradise of past moons now felt like a distant memory. Hard to imagine anyone fighting over this, she thought with a grimace.
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