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Hey I did a thing for SR! Spoilers.

Anyway, yeah...this is...a scene.

SR Page:  Scarlet River P145    It was difficult to formulate a coherent thought.  The Greenleaf Place was meant to be her escape from the problems that plagued her during waking hours. At best, Riverpaw would have been able to wander the forest in peace, let herself calm down, and perhaps solve a few of the mysteries of this place. At worst, she could have had an encounter with her infuriatingly coy ancestor, leading to more questions…But no. She had underestimated this place. This was worse. Far, far worse.
    All of her worst memories and all of the memories that now confused her to no end…the feature cat was here before her, sleeping peacefully in the nook of the oak roots. Everything she hated about her past…everything she hated about herself…was caused by this cat.
    This manipulative, lying, cold, piece of…
    Riverpaw’s claws sunk into the ground. She considered turning around and leaving. Just walking

Man...River, what happened? You don't...look like yourself.

Hope you like it!

No speedpaint.