hold on to [open/intro] your heart

[RHINESTONE.]

[glow=#b8dcf8,2,300]▶ NATURE'S CORRUPTED IN FACTORIES FAR AWAY ◀[/glow]

The hurricane had done a number on everyone, and it was difficult for Rhine not to see that. The feline had been doing his best to make sure things were running smoothly once again, but it was hard to deny that the camp was a bit of a ghost town. With so many gone, Rhinestone was honestly stuck half between wanting the clan to remain solitary, and half desperately hoping that they would get some new joiners. For the moment, however, he knew he needed to focus his – and everyone else's – time and resources on rebuilding. If things began to feel normal again, there would be less panic, and less panic was generally something that a leader was supposed to be going for. He didn't need some kind of advanced prior deputy training to know that.

Although the reddish feline had been trying his damnedest to keep a level head about everything, he could understand why others would be worried. He could feel his resolve starting to crack a bit as he padded through the still shoddily patched up camp, trying not to seem like he was pacing. He was trying to think of what to do next, when he noticed movement from the rock high above. Lifting his head, the feline felt a bubble of hope in his chest as he saw Featherear, a little yelp leaving him. After she had been separated from them, like many others, during the storm, he wasn't sure that Palmclan would ever see her again. Making his way to the base of the rock, he clambered his way up, touching his tail to her spine to alert her to his presence, before he spoke, "Featherear... I'm relieved to see that you made it. I wasn't.... we weren't... we lost a lot of warriors. And others... I wasn't sure if you'd be back." She was only one cat out of many that had been swept away, but at least her return marked a happy occasion.