Unbridled or tethered and tied
The safety of the fence or the danger of the ride
I’ll always be unsatisfied
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and no worries I thought you wrote beautifully!
ic; A song bird soared over Fawncloud, riding on the warm thermal that was allowing it to just float in the air. If gave a soft call and another small song bird joined the other, probably a pair that was nesting nearby. Fawncloud watched the two birds with a small graceful smile, sometimes nature could be so beautiful. It also made her feel lonely, even a bird could find the right mate, why couldn't she? The kit obsessed warrior side softly and looked away from the pair as they floated off in the vast blue sky.
The clovers she was lying in stopped her from being able to smell the young apprentice near her but her sharp ears quickly picked up on the sound of him clawing his way up the massive oak nearby. She swiveled her head backwards as her ears pin pointed where the noise was coming from. Her brownish yellow eyes landed on the apprentice Swiftpaw who was, like usual, doing something with his boundless energy. Fawncloud laughed softly to herself and stood, stretching her back out and shaking off the clovers that clung to her pelt.
Softly she padded towards the tom, aware that he did not know she was there. She stopped a few tail lengths away and called to the warrior in training. "Hello Swiftpaw, are you having fun?"
She gave a purr of amusement, her long tail curling around her white socked feet. Sometimes she wished she had the boundless energy that the apprentices showed off. She knew she once did and probably somewhere deep down still did but she did not tap into that energy. She turned her head slightly towards the side as she waited for his response.
Unanchored in the storm
Or safely on the shore
If this is all I need, why do I want more