09-22-2020, 02:18 PM
Medusa
Medusa had spent most of her time that day within camp, occasionally going out to hunt and bringing back her fair share of prey for the clan. She was having fun talking with the other warriors, explaining her abilities to them, while they told her about their traditions in return. They mentioned starclan a fair bit, which intrigued her. After confessing she wasn't all too religious, but was intrigued by starclan and their workings, a select few of the warriors had opened up to her and told her what they knew; leaders gaining nine lives, the starry cats sometimes giving prophecies, even speaking to their healers, that sort of stuff. She was about to comment on the amazement she held when Rhine broke into camp, a prideing look in his eyes and his chest puffed out. She stood up and walked toward him, taking a mental note that she had to take her Plight at some point.
She followed the group, keeping herself a barrier between the cliff edge and some of the more rambunctious kits. Medusa was one of the first of the group to enter the connection cave, and her eyes saw the shell and were taken aback by it's low-light glow. It was, by all of her accounts of things she had seen, absolutely gorgeous. Looking to Rhinestone, she flicked her tongue in thought. "It truly is." Was all she decided to say, not wanting to ruin the moment of this discovery by confessing about her non-religious nature. There was no pull toward the shell, but she had to admit it was a pretty thing.
" THEY NEVER HAD IT LIKE ME, LIKE ME / THEY NEVER REALLY LIKED ME, LIKED ME! " ————————————————— ˊˎ˗