by Keriae » Tue Sep 14, 2010 8:38 am
Brightfrost padded through the forest, the fresh scents of the forest filling her nose. She trotted quickly to the place where she had found Duskpelt, and sat down, thinking. She hadn't seen him in days.
Duskpelt sat by a border, looking over it, his long tail wrapped over his paws, a slight breeze ruffling his long pelt. The tom's amber eyes were clouded with confusion. He hadn't felt right in the Clan, yet he couldn't leave because of his love for Brightfrost. He shook his head, hoping to chase the thoughts away.
Beaverkit crouched in a dark corner of the nursery, his amber eyes half closed, his dark ginger tail spread out behind him. He should be an appretice, going out hunting with a mentor. Instead, he was stuck here, in the nursery, still a kit. And Daisykit had rejected him. Yet, now he thought about it, he wasn't sure whether he loved Daisykit or she was just his closest friend.
Blossomkit shook her silver pelt, and walked to the fresh-kill pile. She picked up the mouse. It was a bit thin, but it'd do, until there was warm prey. She crouched and bit into the mouse. Stale. She wringled her nose and continued to eat.