by FireCalls » Mon Apr 14, 2014 8:47 am
((Wow, I've been really busy with State and school... um... recap?))
Foxfur:
I finally escape the twoleg monster at the edge of the thunderpath. The monstrous creature stopped and seemed to fall asleep, while it's twolegs climbed out and wandered into a lush patch of forest. They made noises of happiness, and didn't once look back. I can still feel their groping paws snatching me up from behind, taking me right out of Stormclan territory. Shivering, I turn my back on the monster, the distant twolegs, and the weird square of green. They have taken me some ways from familiar land; but I still know the way home. Picking up a quick trot, one that I can sustain for some time, I start towards the falling sun. I must return and warn the clan about this.
Hawktail:
The kits already look six moons old. They are nearly full grown, and have complete understanding of speech and mannerisms. It's almost as if Starclan's blessing upon their quick birth has extended to their post-partum growth as well. Is it possible? I wonder, not for the first time. I wish I were a leader or medicine cat, then I could just ask Starclan what they intended for mine and Thunderstar's kits. But I'm not, and I can't. Sighing, I stand, stiff on my limbs. The large kits roll away from me, heaped together and snoring contentedly. They play fight almost nonstop when they're awake. I leave the den, realizing I'm more and more like a queen as time goes on.