Post by Harekit on Aug 8, 2015 21:41:57 GMT -6
I yawned, woken by the bright sunlight shining into the nursery. I groaned, rolling over to cover my face with a paw. After realizing that I wouldn't be able to fall back asleep, I stood up with a long sigh. I stretched each leg in turn before heading out to camp. The sun was warm on my back as I made my way towards the freshkill pile. Once I reached it, however, I turned away with a look of disgust.
I didn't have an appetite. It happened a lot—I'd get a terrible fever or stop eating for weeks. Now was one of those times. I wasn't supposed to live at birth. The medicine cats told me that when I was born, my father was worried about my illness, so he brought me to the clan in hopes to cure me. I didn't believe a word of that nonsense. So, I turned and settled my painfully skinny body at the edge of camp.
( Viperpaw )
I didn't have an appetite. It happened a lot—I'd get a terrible fever or stop eating for weeks. Now was one of those times. I wasn't supposed to live at birth. The medicine cats told me that when I was born, my father was worried about my illness, so he brought me to the clan in hopes to cure me. I didn't believe a word of that nonsense. So, I turned and settled my painfully skinny body at the edge of camp.
( Viperpaw )
