name:Storm
crush: none
age: 4 yrs
Storm sprung up to her feet. The scent of the herbs emerging from avril's healer den lured storm to the entrance of the hollow bush woven with thorns to hold it together.She could see avril's jet black fur shifting around the den sorting the herbs,"she looks busy" Storm thought "i better leave her alone". She trotted over to the small creak that ran through camp, it wasn't strong enough to sweep you away but further away it lead to a much bigger river that if you were to walk any further you would be find yourself at the mouth of a lake. Storm decided to visit it, The last time she went to the lake was when she was only a pup learning how to swim. It is pretty easy to get to the lake if you just follow the small creak. She slowly started to follow the creak as it gradually grew bigger. She glanced over to the side of the river rocks were poking out like daggers "they look sharp" storm muttered. She finally got there the lake was a little more raised than the river its self she padded up the rocks and leaped into the water. Swimming in this weather was nice, it was cold but not too cold, just right. Storm was a pretty good swimmer her long legs and strong arms and healthy body structure. All her litter where taught how to swim here shortly before they died in the tragic event of the snow storm. Little fish flicked back and forth at her paws, She unsheathed her claws and dug them into the smooth pebbled floor of the lake, As the current was a little stronger but she could still swim. She swam a little bit down the river and jump out as soon as it started getting smaller, She made her way back to camp, past the healers den. she laid down under the suns rays as her fur became dry and fluffly again.