Post by Nighthawk on Dec 28, 2011 14:28:43 GMT -6
Nightpaw walked slowly into the elder’s den, she was going to be redoing the moss and then see if she could look for ticks in their fur. She didn’t mind it but she really enjoyed doing this type of stuff, she’d rather help the elders than go out and train. ‘I love my life.’ Such peace and so much youth around me… I hope it never ends.
She had a ball of fresh moss in her jaws, and she desperately hoped that one of the elders would acknowledge her. “I’m here to change the moss.” She said perking up as she set the balls of moss at her feet. Nightpaw then started to take out the old bedding, she did that first so she didn’t get confused and take out the fresh moss too. One of the reasons she wanted to clean the elder’s den was because of the stories they told, it always filled her mind with intrigue and her heart always had joy whenever they spoke to her.
She had a ball of fresh moss in her jaws, and she desperately hoped that one of the elders would acknowledge her. “I’m here to change the moss.” She said perking up as she set the balls of moss at her feet. Nightpaw then started to take out the old bedding, she did that first so she didn’t get confused and take out the fresh moss too. One of the reasons she wanted to clean the elder’s den was because of the stories they told, it always filled her mind with intrigue and her heart always had joy whenever they spoke to her.
