Glow of the Moonlight on the Water looked over at her sister, the tribe's healer. Her tail flicked and her enchanting emerald eyes flashed. It was a clear morning and was time for a hunt. Moonlight could almost hear the eagles crying as they soared overhead, scanning for prey that would soon belong to the cats. In reality, she could hear almost nothing over the constant roar of the falls. But, the noise had grown into a hum of peacefulness in her life near it.
"Skylight," the visionary called out, "has Northernlights prepared herself for the hunting trip?" The head prey-hunter had been chosen out of the prey-hunters the just prior night. Moonlight hoped the calico she-cat was excited. The green-eyed visionary was excited herself, but tried not to be vocal about it, for she'd taught herself for moons not to be as talkative as she had as a kit.
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OOC: The right place this time. c:
