Reflections | Activity Check 1

The river rocks are the smoothest little kit, their imperfections stripped of them in the test of tide and current.
They are honest.

See the world's reflections my little kit, for everything around you is but half without the other side.
The water will show you much.

The water is wild little kit, untameable like the beast, but gentle still like a mother or lover.
It is wise yet ever-changing.

Remark the glimmer of stone and sand - value is not gold nor gem - it is the trials that shall test you truely.

The shattered glass hides in plain sight.

There was a saying Junoon remembered - from her mother or from Ayd, she could not tell you. But she remembered it well. After being instructed to carry on with her duties, searching for stones, shards, and other trinkets and trophies, Junoon decided to wander off on her own. There were four groups so to speak, and the last thing she wanted was to be around the others; especially the poor Faolan and Gwen who had Rookies in tow. Now; it is no secret that Junoon is rather lacking when it came to handling younger cats. Not to mention her kit-sitting skills are grossly unapt. Besides - Rookies would only slow her down. This thought, of course, crossed her mind as she was striding though the sparse trees and shrubs, her longs legs carrying her gracefully, floating her across the scape like a cloud, or perhaps a wisp of mist. Junoon knew exactly where she was going - towards water. Towards any sort of moving water. A brook, a stream, river, anything. She needed to calm her nerves, and the lull of the rushing water would do just that. Besides - there were plenty of good places to search along the water's edge...