Post by Dustcloud on Mar 28, 2016 23:51:05 GMT -6
Brookkit , sorry this took a bit of time to get set up; i've been a bit busy =.="
Dustpaw padded out of the apprenticed den and into the camp clearing, stretching languidly once the entirety of his pelt was in the warm sunlight. Today feels like a good day, he thought, letting his tail, which had curled up during his stretch, unfurl and droop lazily. Apprenticeship, while being fun and a nice change of pace from his lazy days in the nursery, was rather mundane--leaving Dustpaw a lot of free time.
He rolled his shoulders back before finding an underpopulated area and flopping onto the ground. The ground was old and bare of grass or any other life, instead being more dusty and dry. Smiling slightly, Dustpaw stretched out and rolled around in the dust like a kit, enjoying the warmth the sun-heated ground brought to his pelt. He stopped when he heard the sound of paw-steps approaching, although his nose was coated in too much dust for him to be able to deduce who it was by scent.
"Whose there?" he asked with hesitation, hoping his hadn't accidentally rolled into someones path.
