Fairspell Meadow until you lose it all

the simple fact was she had to take frequent breaks to breathe, to urinate, to eat. But while she did she spoke of the leaders of Riverclan. That their names were Silvertongue and Crowfeather, that they disliked Akashingo, but hadn't told her why.

She tilted her head at the newest rest and sighed, lowering her head between her paws. It was much easier a few days ago.