[Shadowclan Territory][Little Creek][Open] Water, good, healthy water...

It's rage and it's hate, and a sick twist of fate
and that's the truth about love

The crimson coloured cat was tired, not just tired because she had no energy left, no, she was tired of everything. The clan, Lakepaw, other cats bothering her, sometimes, clan live wasn't as she wanted it to be. Most of the time she just went on with her life when she had that feeling, but this time, it was too strong to handle, so she went into the territory, and decided to come out when she felt like it. She didn't just feel like it yet, so the she-cat stood there, at Little Creek, looking at the water that was running down the rocks and stones. It did not feel the worries of the cats bathing in it, nor did it have to interfere with any of their ideas. It was just doing what it should do, and what it was made for, it was refreshing, and calm.
Crimsonpaw walked a little while alongside the little creek, she managed to line up her thoughts, and nothing could bother her at that moment. She felt like the water, calm, and refreshed, hopefully she would feel that way for a little while longer, even if others decided to join her in her spiritual self-consciousness.

NOTE:Come and join ;D | WORDS:203 | CREDIT:LESLY