SkyClan Camp, Day

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The forest canopy glowed warmly as streaks of gold rays of the sun bleeding through the leaves overhead.

Warriors returned with prey, their pelts dappled with sunlight as they leapt easily down from the trees.

Apprentices chased each other across the camp, some daring to scramble partway up the trunks before tumbling back down in playful laughter.

Queens watched their kits with fond eyes, calling them back whenever they strayed too close to the bramble walls.

The elders shared stories beneath the branches, their voices soft and steady, filling the camp with comfort.

The treetops were full with the sounds of birds and squirrels, just as SkyClan liked it.