Post by Frozenstream on Mar 4, 2011 14:52:25 GMT -6
Frozenpaw trotted in the Apprentices' Den slowly, panting for air, she dragged a dead squirrel behind her, grasped gently in her jaws. She found a nice mossy area to settle, and thudded down on the damp moss. She scanned the Den for the other apprentices, but no cat seemed to be there I thought I could share this squirrel, but no she thought. Frozenpaw started tearing off the prey, taking it in in big gulps, for she was very hungry after the long day of training and catching prey. She rested her muzzle on her paws and stared out into the grassy clearing outside the den. She'd seen all the cats before, but still a wave of unfamiliarity shook her. Perhaps she was just too tired and needed some rest, or was she just bored?
Frozenpaw was tired of thinking so she closed her eyes to slits, and rested in her moss nest.
Frozenpaw was tired of thinking so she closed her eyes to slits, and rested in her moss nest.