RISE . . . before it's too late . . . ➤ a blizzardsky srp - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - | As the evening sun was dipping below the horizon, Blizzardsky had reflected on what she had said earlier... What came out of that dramatic, too-expressive, StarClan-cursed mouth of snows...they couldn't bear it anymore, she wished she could take it away, out of time. "I hate FlurryClan", they had said...Ugh, she hated what burst out of suns mouth...They were a TRAITOR to their Clan the second she had said that. Yes, FlurryClan had given her so much pain...wolves, being looked down upon, loosing so many cats...but perhaps...they still had to go on. And she still loved her Clan, the home that they were raised in, the first ground she had touched, snows true Clan. And their true Clan... was in desperate need of some help. And snow WOULD do anything to rebuild it. FlurryClan needed to rise . . . Before it was too late. * ‧₊˚ ❅ - end - ❅ ‧₊˚ ➤ written by me (@Da_SeaWing_Artist) - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
