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seafoam / sunclan member / ♀ / tags
*:・゚✦ It was a new day.
Autumn was just swinging in on the mainland, yet the rainforest was Justin closing upon it's wet season. The weak summer sun rose heavily upon the horizon and casts everything in a film of dreamy, ephemeral orange. Seafoam, her pink eyes watching the mountains get engulfed by the fire, slowly but surely, sighed in wonder. Daybreak never did get old for her, no matter where she was. Behind her, the crest of the hill dipped down and plunged into the undergrowth, and the rainforest hummed with untapped energy. The tropical birds were just arising from slumber, and the toucans began to perch upon the tall rubber boughs and wait for a chance at prey.
At this spot, Seafoam seemed almost like an angel. Bathed in white and haloed by tendrils of dawn, it seemed as if she had just descended from Heaven. There were no wings and no halo, but if one were to look close enough, perhaps they could imagine it. Here, she was merely content to watch and bask in the moment. So much of her life had been flown past with hardly a second to take in her surroundings, so Seafoam had always admired the chance to admire the reverie.
Soon, the sun had risen above the highest peak far in the distance and it's glory now teetered steadily upon it's silhouetted tip, as if a golf ball on a stand. The clouds that crowded upon the horizon were bathed with a light that only amplified their depth and made it seem as if Seafoam could reach out and wave her paw through the condensed moisture. Even while her eyes glittered with stars, she turned her head and rose from the boulder she was perched upon. Her claws clinging to the slippery, damp rock, she stepped into the moss that clung to it's side and leapt away from the stone.
To her side, Seafoam could hear the thunderous crash of a waterfall, and far ahead of her, the smell of saltwater and clan cats. All of this contributed to her conclusion that she had finally made it to Sunclan.