but what if everything was boring forever

Alright, so maybe they lived here, but how often did she really take time to explore? And look around? And stuff like that? Makara kept telling herself this as she dragged her paws on patrol. She'd been trying to force herself to be excited about things that she didn't like, but it was way harder said than done. Patrols were boring because it was the same thing over and over and over and... but maybe if she forced herself wide awake, kept her eyes completely and totally peeled, something interesting would happen. Summer was creeping up on into the north and while the snow wasn't completely melted, there were now ugly muddy patches of grass showing through the drifts. Mak stopped to tighten the laces on her booties and stare glumly at the spindly trees, wishing desperately for something COOL and INTERESTING to happen.