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Post by Reedtail on Jun 8, 2014 23:07:23 GMT -6
Reedtail was in his nest, quietly dozing off in his new home in the warriors den. The tom was made a warrior just a few days ago, and he was beginning to finally get used to it. The tom sighed sleepily as sun started to shine through. Reedtail gave his fur a quick groom, stretched, and headed out of the warriors den into the clearing.
Adjusting his eyes to the light, he looked over and spotted where his eyes lead him, the freshkill pile. From such a not long ago leafbare, the tom was rather hungrier than usual. So, he padded over and picked out a fat fish. He didn't usually get fish, but he never tried it in all his life. So, he thought today could be the day.
Dragging his fish over to a nice sunny spot towards the middle of the clearing, he decided to eat his prey there since it wasn't to busy. Dropping the fish on the ground, he layed down stretching out. Yawning, he digged into his prey.
Licking his lips around his jaws, he yawned again. I need some water to duck my face in. He thought, cause he kept yawning so much. Laying his muzzle on his paws, he looked around as the day began to shine through, and the clan began to busy themselves.
[Windflurry]
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