Post by Dreamwing on Jul 25, 2017 13:05:21 GMT -6
It was mid-day and the sun was sending warm rays into Icelan's camp. In the camp, snoozing on a rock was a particularly plump she-cat named Dreamwing. Her silver tabby fur rested against the rock and her crooked tail twitched every few seconds. She was suddenly overcome with the need to hunt. She hadn't hunted in what felt like years due to all the younger warriors and apprentices there were nowadays. None of her friends or cats that she had grown up with were around anymore. She heaved herself onto her paws and opened her mouth releasing a great, big yawn. Her back creaked as she popped it all way up to her tail. She purred in delight at the feeling and jumped down from the rock as she made her way into the Snowy Woods. She bushed out her fur and breathed in the crisp mountain air. She trotted off the path and into a more thicker part of the trees. As she smelled the air for any signs of prey, she only smelled the scent of another Iceclanner nearby. "Well don't be a stranger, I promise I don't bite," she said kindly, purring at the end bit.
