Post by wipsy on Jul 20, 2012 5:57:48 GMT -6
Aspenpaw padded into the Elder's Den, moss in her jaws. She smiled, and got right to work on the nests. She took of the old moss, and put in the pile. Then, she got her new moss, shook it, and then neatly placed it down. She smiled, the den was almost finished. She did two more nests, then done. She smiled, wondering what it, was like to be an elder.