Sun Mote Copse She paints me blue again

The earth still shook from time to time, becoming so commonplace that Sugar accepted it as just another part of the daily routine. She could tell the adults were concerned, though she supposed it was because they worried about more boulders shaking loose from the mountains and crashing into the copse. As far as she knew, it had only happened the once, and she was already well past the novelty of the event.

She was chewing on the stem of a honeysuckle, the plant as flavorful as it was fragrant, when she saw Avery leave the rendezvous site. She spat out the green remnants and trailed after her, following her sister to the riverside. Her lips twitched into a grin when she saw Avery scoping out the assortment of debris scattered in the grass. The sedge itself was still partially flattened from the flood and when Sugar moved closer to Avery, she could feel the damp soil beneath her tiny paws.

Sugar nudged her litter mate's shoulder, then glanced at the boulder still sitting midstream. "I wonder if we could climb it," she said quietly, "and then jump down into the water. She glanced at Avery again. Neither one could be described as "adventurous" or "daring," yet... "It could be fun."