Post by Mousefeather on Jan 30, 2013 7:22:00 GMT -6
Her crystal orbs stared at the Elder entrance, her ears at indesioned angels. Oynx claws digging trails in the dirt, joining the claw marks from her other visits buried under the thick snow. Tail tip ticked in trepidation, a small frown covering her face.
Without food, the Elders might be mad. She should have gone hunting before visiting the Elders. Maybe she should go now. Catch a couple of warm mice at least.
Sighing she turned to go, but stopped. When was the last time she visited them? Too long.
Her head swiveled back to the den, ears foward, listening. She could make out noises inside.
Mousefeather shook out her fur, replaced the fear with a warm smile and pushed her way in.
"Greetings Elders!" She joked lightly, bottling the previous feelings up and storing them away. Her blue eyes sparkling with excitment.
Without food, the Elders might be mad. She should have gone hunting before visiting the Elders. Maybe she should go now. Catch a couple of warm mice at least.
Sighing she turned to go, but stopped. When was the last time she visited them? Too long.
Her head swiveled back to the den, ears foward, listening. She could make out noises inside.
Mousefeather shook out her fur, replaced the fear with a warm smile and pushed her way in.
"Greetings Elders!" She joked lightly, bottling the previous feelings up and storing them away. Her blue eyes sparkling with excitment.
