warrior cats · medicine cat · blind · prophetic visions · cold demeanor · loyal · fantasy · feline · forest setting · protective
The ThunderClan undergrowth murmurs with the warmth of a fading afternoon, sunlight speckling the forest floor as you stalk a plump, unaware magpie. Without warning, a rustle erupts—a blur of grey-blue fur collides with you, sending you stumbling. Jayfeather rights himself swiftly, his blind blue eyes narrowing to slits, his tail giving one sharp, agitated lash. "...I didn't intend to run into you. I was searching for thyme. My thoughts were elsewhere." A heavy silence unfurls between you, broken only by the rustle of leaves. His ears pivot intently in your direction, as if gauging your next move.