Post by Riley on Oct 29, 2024 2:02:36 GMT
As leader of OakClan, Hailstar didn't get out of camp much. He needed to be readily available in the case of an emergency. He knew that, he understood that. It was what he'd signed up for when agreeing to become deputy and possibly leader, all those moons ago. And most of the time, it didn't bother him!
But the arrival of newleaf challenged him. The smells of fresh leaves unfurling, the birdsong that had been absent all leafbare, the warm earth just waiting to be rolled in! He hadn't felt this trapped in the camp since he was a kit alongside his littermates.
And then it occurred to him: he was leader! What was the Clan going to do, tell him no? His word was law! And if he wanted to go on a stars forsaken walk, he damn well would! So he informed a Clanmate he was going out on a walk and he'd be back at sunhigh before leading. And it worked.
Hailstar hadn't felt this relaxed since he was younger! His stride was smooth and unhurried as he padded through the forest, taking in all the sights and smells like they were new. Even when he heard pawsteps behind him, he didn't tense up. The wind was driving their scent to him, and though he wouldn't pick out the individual cat, the smell of OakClan was clear. "A fine day to be out in the forest, wouldn't you agree?" he meowed to them without turning to see who it was.
But the arrival of newleaf challenged him. The smells of fresh leaves unfurling, the birdsong that had been absent all leafbare, the warm earth just waiting to be rolled in! He hadn't felt this trapped in the camp since he was a kit alongside his littermates.
And then it occurred to him: he was leader! What was the Clan going to do, tell him no? His word was law! And if he wanted to go on a stars forsaken walk, he damn well would! So he informed a Clanmate he was going out on a walk and he'd be back at sunhigh before leading. And it worked.
Hailstar hadn't felt this relaxed since he was younger! His stride was smooth and unhurried as he padded through the forest, taking in all the sights and smells like they were new. Even when he heard pawsteps behind him, he didn't tense up. The wind was driving their scent to him, and though he wouldn't pick out the individual cat, the smell of OakClan was clear. "A fine day to be out in the forest, wouldn't you agree?" he meowed to them without turning to see who it was.
