Open to Join Blue Skies

There’s always something new to try. I’m hungry for all of it!

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A catfish dangled in Hailstrike’s jaws as she returned to camp, her teeth firmly clasped around its spine as she moved to the fresh kill pile. She dropped the heavy fish before shaking out some dampness from her fur. She glanced around camp, her hunt had taken some energy out of her but she still had some words in her before she decides to take a nap. But who should be victim to her chatting…

Then her sister came into view, her distinct dark stripes catching her eyes instantly and the pale green eyes glittered with a cheery recognition. "Merryaster!" She cheered, bounding over to her sister and nearly tackling her as she pounce, landing just shy of Merryaster.

"How’s Otterwhisker doing?" She asked as she plopped herself down next to Merryaster, purring happily before her sister could even respond. She simply just adored her siblings, her sisters and her brother, she loved spending time with them. There was nothing that could change that.

Garden's gem, in sunlight's blaze
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Merryaster jolted upright at the sudden shadow of Hailstrike practically falling out of the sky. Her fur puffed just slightly before she forced it flat again. She exhaled through her nose smoothing her expression into something that looked resignedly fond.

"Hey, Hailstrike! Otterwhisker’s doing fine." The dark striped sibling began, voice warming despite herself. "I think she enjoyed the attention, and then she talked my ears off - we had a lot to say, actually." A small laugh escaped her, eyes softening. "We had a good chat. She’s tired but comfortable. And clean."

Hailstrike’s earlier catch caught her attention then and she nodded toward the catfish on the pile. "That's impressive. Someone's got to show off for the both of us. I haven't been bringing back anything too big - just a trout the other day."