Crossing the threshold between the outside world and the Riverclan camp, Coconutpaw padded in on stumbling paws, her body tired after a vigorous training session. She had been training with her mentor so hard lately. She needed a break, it felt as though her physical form was lagging behind when it came to learning the movements behind the art of battle. She flexed her claws into the dirt, a hurtful word on the tip of her tongue. No... Coconutpaw couldn't redirect her negative energy onto others like this.
What Coconutpaw needed was something nice. Some positivity in her life. "Hey, does anyone want a hug?" She calls, straightening herself out. She held her head up high, scanning the clearing. She'd rush forward and brush her muzzle against the cheek of anyone who'd look up at her first. Ah, she needed that.