Trees. Probably one of Ripplefur's favourite things. They had always fascinated her...The way one tree would never be identical to another, and the fact that they were living things. No, not living in the way cats are, of course. Trees can't get up and run around or go hunting. They have their very own way of life.
The blue warrior shook her head, silently giggling at herself. Ripplefur's mind could go on for hours if she allowed it to. Of course, there were always far more important things to be thinking about, but... whenever her train of thought got carried away, all those other 'more relevant' things just didn't seem so important.
Ripplefur had never really thought of herself as imaginativeor creative or even particularly intelligent. Those labels applied more to her RiverClan sister. To be honest, the blue she-cat didn't think of herself as funny or sociable either... Nope, that was more of her brother's style. Ripplefur had always labelled herself as easily stressed and too much of a thinker. Yup, she knew that saying that kinda stuff about herself wasn't a great idea, but it was true. Ripplefur did get stressed way too easily, and she was too much of a thinker. After all, she'd just spent StarClan knows how long analysing the lifestyle of trees.