Post by Arrow on Aug 28, 2014 19:16:26 GMT -6
Arrow was the newest member of DeathClan. She claimed her den in a Holly bush, not far from the river. Ok, Il go grab some ferns and moss for the nest, and some brambles and thorns to reinforce my den she thought.
Once she had finished her den, she went hunting. She caught a mouse and a rat. She crawled into her den, plugging the holes with leaves and moss. Arrow began to eat her dinner. She devoured the mouse and barley ate the rat, hoping she wouldn't get a stomach ache. After a while, she finished her rat. The brown and white tabby pushed away the scraps, burrying them in case she'd go hungry and hunting was poor.
Night had fallen and Arrow wasn't tired. She sat watch outside her den. The Youngling didn't really know the rules of DeathClan well, but this was a habit that her parents had once taught her.
Once she had finished her den, she went hunting. She caught a mouse and a rat. She crawled into her den, plugging the holes with leaves and moss. Arrow began to eat her dinner. She devoured the mouse and barley ate the rat, hoping she wouldn't get a stomach ache. After a while, she finished her rat. The brown and white tabby pushed away the scraps, burrying them in case she'd go hungry and hunting was poor.
Night had fallen and Arrow wasn't tired. She sat watch outside her den. The Youngling didn't really know the rules of DeathClan well, but this was a habit that her parents had once taught her.
