Post by Deleted on Jun 7, 2012 18:12:36 GMT -6
Dustpaw's white paws churned at his nest as his drowsy eyes blinked slowly open. Mumbling incoherently to himself, he stumbled from the hunk of moss, rubbing away the sleep from his face.
Sighing, the apprentice narrowed his eyes as his gaze bounced off the walls of the den, taking in his surroundings. Nothing special. He let out another breath, glaring at the ground. You be quiet.
He was ready to be a warrior training-wise. However, his seeming diligence with it led him to not be of age. Trouble was, he wasn't diligent with anything. Greenflare was probably just in a hurry to get rid of him. Not that he was unhappy about that.
Dustpaw stared out of the den, but didn't exit. He simply turned tail on the outside and returned his vision to the wall. Though it was darker, it didn't require much effort. He hated effort with every ounce in his body. When he was old and frail and bony, effort wasn't going to play much of a part in anything. So he looked at the monotonous wall, blinking every so often, but as sparingly as possible.
The day was off to a decent start.
Sighing, the apprentice narrowed his eyes as his gaze bounced off the walls of the den, taking in his surroundings. Nothing special. He let out another breath, glaring at the ground. You be quiet.
He was ready to be a warrior training-wise. However, his seeming diligence with it led him to not be of age. Trouble was, he wasn't diligent with anything. Greenflare was probably just in a hurry to get rid of him. Not that he was unhappy about that.
Dustpaw stared out of the den, but didn't exit. He simply turned tail on the outside and returned his vision to the wall. Though it was darker, it didn't require much effort. He hated effort with every ounce in his body. When he was old and frail and bony, effort wasn't going to play much of a part in anything. So he looked at the monotonous wall, blinking every so often, but as sparingly as possible.
The day was off to a decent start.
