Post by Fernpelt on Oct 15, 2010 22:07:39 GMT -6
Fernpelt had just dismissed rainfall, and hoped that the warrior she-cat had left already. She took two furtive glances, behind her and beside her. Confident no one was near, Fernpelt parted the ferns and crept into her tunnels. She had inherited them from Moonpool, a cat she had fancied herself friends with, though she had not talked to him often in his living years.
Once in the tunnels, Fernpelt sneezed. She had unsettled dust and loose dirt that was disturbed at the breath of a mouse. The medicine cat coughed a bit to rid the troublesome grit from her lungs, and pushed on. She knew these tunnels, every crevice of them, and it was sher job to make sure they did not fall into the wrong paws.
"Hmmmm, what's that?" Fernpelt mumbled to herself curiously, catching a whiff of RockClan cats. Looking up, she saw a bit of light shining through the plants that covered the opening. I'll have to attend to that, Fernpelt sighed to herself. She clambered up to the opening and adjusted the plants so virtually no light escaped from above.
She pressed on, hastily fixing each tunnel opening, determined that no cat discover her secret. The handy accessory could become a dangerous advantage if in the paws of the enemy.
Once in the tunnels, Fernpelt sneezed. She had unsettled dust and loose dirt that was disturbed at the breath of a mouse. The medicine cat coughed a bit to rid the troublesome grit from her lungs, and pushed on. She knew these tunnels, every crevice of them, and it was sher job to make sure they did not fall into the wrong paws.
"Hmmmm, what's that?" Fernpelt mumbled to herself curiously, catching a whiff of RockClan cats. Looking up, she saw a bit of light shining through the plants that covered the opening. I'll have to attend to that, Fernpelt sighed to herself. She clambered up to the opening and adjusted the plants so virtually no light escaped from above.
She pressed on, hastily fixing each tunnel opening, determined that no cat discover her secret. The handy accessory could become a dangerous advantage if in the paws of the enemy.