Post by Blazeheart on Jul 12, 2012 10:47:47 GMT -6
Blazepaw walked into the den, a wad of recently picked moss in his jaws. He looked down shyly as he walked foward, the apprentice was a bit shy. He slowly went to each nest and replaced the moss, putting all the dirty moss in a pile. He picked up the dirty moss and walked out of the den to dispose of the moss.
