Willow's on your head
Post by Willowflower on Jan 13, 2015 4:50:17 GMT -6
This is my assessment. Rainlight
Willowpaw padded into the leader's den. "Den cleaning!" she called, then began to carry her fluff of moss into the den. She put the damp piece of moss onto the wall and grunted as it fell onto her head. This is harder than I thought, Willowpaw thought. She then replaced the nest with a fresh, new one (not the one she had used to scrub the wall). "Wow," she said. "It feels like such an honor to clean the leaders then, but I guess apprentices do it all the time."
Willowpaw padded into the leader's den. "Den cleaning!" she called, then began to carry her fluff of moss into the den. She put the damp piece of moss onto the wall and grunted as it fell onto her head. This is harder than I thought, Willowpaw thought. She then replaced the nest with a fresh, new one (not the one she had used to scrub the wall). "Wow," she said. "It feels like such an honor to clean the leaders then, but I guess apprentices do it all the time."