Post by Briarpaw on May 26, 2012 10:24:02 GMT -6
The broad shouldered tom made his way through the entrance of the elders' den. He had to do his first out of three cleanings today. Big pieces of moss strangled from his mouth. When he finally reached the first nest he carefully set the moss down and started to clean the first nest. He replaced the moss trying to do his best and go rid of the damp and dirty moss. Briarpaw did the same for the others then quietly padded out with the dirty moss in his jaws. He got rid of it and went to the fresh-kill pile to fullfil his hunger. That wasn't that bad, but it might be worse next time...who knows. he thought to himself.
