NαтυƦε'ʂ Lıттłε Fαωи
Post by Fawnspring on Apr 4, 2015 11:36:24 GMT -6
The newly apprenticed Fawnpaw slowly walked into the den. There were only two open spots, witch smelled strongly of Duststorm, and Rainbreeze, who just moved out. They were the mentors of she, and another cat, she had never met named Cloverpaw. The two empty spots were perfect. A dip where there was water was right behind them, and there was a nice, and shady overhang above the two spots. The entrance was so close, and everything was perfect! Carful to leave a space for Cloverpaw, Fawnpaw Started to make a really nice and neat nest, by at first digging a bit to mark the spot, then curling up around and around in the dirt, giving it a smooth and comfy feeling. Qickly, Fawnpaw went over to the fresh-kill pile and picked out a soft pigen. Fawnpaw plucked a mouthfull of the fethers, leaving the pigion to give to her mother or one of the other queens. She appretated the queens, and they do a lot of work. To somecats, they are lifeless kit producing robots, but not to Fawnpaw. Fawnpaw thought of how tiered they must be, so Fawnpaw plucked the other half of the feathers on the pigion, intending to give any queen or kit them. If it was a kit, they might as well be royalty, because that much for a kit would make up a huge kit nest made compleatly out of feathers and more! Fawnpaw quickly set her share of the feathers down, and gathered the old bedding that was there from the previous cat, and sinse it was so dirty, she threw it into the place where everyone makes their dirt! "Now thats the place it goes." Fawnpaw mummered to herself. A little while before, she had seen a place full of the softest moss ever, and it was in Treeclan territory! The place was not far from camp, so she gathered three, four, five mouth fulls, to make a brand new nest. When she returned from the last trip, her nest was full of material, but it was just enough to make he nest. When she remembered the pigion, Fawnpaw quickly dashed out and cramed her mouth with the pigion and the feathers and droped them at one of the older kit's feet "Take some give some, you can eat the pigion, or share." Fawnpaw said as she dashed out of the nursery. (This should be a four or five moon old kit, but I'd rather not get into a conversation, so I guess a kit could post, but please do not, start a conversation.) Fawnpaw picked up some twigs and small sticks on the way to weave them through her new nest, so she did not have to waste time on her nest for quite some time. When Fawnpaw got into the apprentices den, she set the twigs and sticks into her nest, and picked up some moss and began neatly making her nest weaving a twig, or feather or two all the while. Fawnpaw stoped every once and a while to get a drink, and soon she was done. Sorting out the extra feathers, Fawnpaw settled into her nest to take a nap after making such a nice and comfy nest. |
