Let it rain [Amberstone]

The steady drip-drip-drip of the passing rain storm woke Thymepaw early. She uncurled from her next, and yawned quietly, so not to wake anyone else. Most of Riverclan seemed to never have a problem with the passing rainstorms. It did not bother then as they slept, nor did they worry about flash floods, or drowning in their nests, or any of the other thoughts that invaded Thymepaw's worrisome mind. Knowing she would not get anymore sleep , she stood and picked her way out of the warm next, and entered the open storm. Though the rain kept her from sleeping, she had never been a cat to be bothered by getting a little wet. Her diet of mostly small fish- caught by someone else of course as getting too close to the river set her into a panic- had made her fur mostly water resistant and the small sparkling droplets collected on her black ans white pelt, but her skin was kept mostly dry. Picking her way through the wet reeds, she made her way over to the freshkill pile, to see if there way anything left from the day before. She was disappointed, however, to find nothing.
"Well i guess I could go out to hunt," She mewed softly. Glancing around to see if anyone else was near, she spotted Amberstone. Immediately she perked up. [Maybe Amberstone will go hunt with me.] She patted over the the warrior.
"Hello Amberstone," she said softly.

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