Minty Whiskers

[Mintbreeze]

Breezeymint

                    

Ever since the coal and ash she-cat's former apprentice, Breezepaw became Breezewhisker the minty warrior felt an extreme loneliness that seemed to seep through her body like she was soaked in a pool of tar.

Mintbreeze stood to her sagebrush paws, her arctic gaze sweeping over the camp in search for a familiar dark figure. "Breezewhisker?" She called out into the camp though it nearly was empty.

The sun caused a crimson river to milk the sky, whisks of tangerine orange and canary gold intertwined in the darkening sky. Soon the sun would be replaced by the ivory moon and the inky warrior would be left to wallow in her own relentless thoughts.

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Breezewhisker came trotting back into camp, a good sized pigeon swinging from his jaws. As he emerged from the exit he was sort of shocked to see how empty the clan was. Maybe everyone's inside because they're cold. He scoffed silently to himself. Wimps. It may be leaf-bare, but it's not freezing out. As the ebony tom made it to the prey heap, he turned to hear a familiar voice calling him. Mintbreeze. Turning back around, he gently placed the bird down. He spat out some feathers that clung to his tongue, and after he was done he began padding over to where the voice had called him.

As his former mentor came into view a grin appeared on Breezewhisker's face. He gained speed and reached the she-cat quickly. "Mintbreeze! I've missed you."