A leaf landed on your nose, it was burnt but smelt sickly as well as sweet. The wind pushed through your coat, but not much else happened.

Snowblaze twitched her nose, knocking the leaf off, though it's strong scent still lingered in her nostrils. She closed her eyes and let the wind course through her fur. Set let herself, for once, enjoy the silence. Being mostly deaf, she usually resented it, as it meant she was missing something other cats could hear, but this time, she felt it was silent to cats with or without hearing.
She let out a small sigh, though the sound of her breath did not break the silence and serenity.
She opened her eyes after a short time and glanced around. What did she need to do now?

The trees were far apart and distant from each other.

DuskTail growled slightly at the stickiness of her paws before looking for maybe more solid thins, like logs or rocks she could use to get across the swampy floor.

(*refers to rule 17*)

She she-cat didn't reply, but gazed up at the sky with a sad expression

The wind seemed to brush past you to the less dense part of the forest, taking leaves with it in spirals.

There were a few fallen trees, but you couldn't jump from one to one.

The wind seemed to brush past you to the less dense part of the forest, taking leaves with it in spirals.
Snowblaze turned as the wind seemed to take on a new destination, she followed the spiraling leaves with her eyes as they drifted in the less dense part of the forest. It almost seemed to call her.
Following her instinct, she bounded off to follow them.

As you walked, the forest had more space between the trees and the grass was long, tickling at your paws. The leaves had stopped when you'd exited the glade, and know you could feel a warm presence beside you, walking paw by paw next to you.

As you walked, the forest had more space between the trees and the grass was long, tickling at your paws. The leaves had stopped when you'd exited the glade, and know you could feel a warm presence beside you, walking paw by paw next to you.
As she padded through the thinning trees, Snowblaze felt a presence beside her, warming her pelt. Her ear twitched cautiously.
She recalled something some other kitty-pet had told her at some point, that when cats died their spirit left their bodies and roamed the world, seeking to guide others to their destinies. Had Frostberry been one of them? Was it her beside her now?
"Frostberry?" She asked tentatively.

Nothing replied, but you felt your fur tingle as if it was a physical reply. A squirrel was scurrying ahead of the path, busy eating a nut.

DuskTail flattened her ears as she continued to move through the muck making it to the first fallen trees shaking off her paws before continuing.