by ~NatureSword~ » Sun Jul 27, 2014 8:08 am
Featherpaw was gone all night from camp so she had not known about the newly made warriors. Walking back to camp with two mice on her mouth, the apprentice looked around after placing them in the kill pile and walking towards the apprentice's den. She noticed that it felt roomier and colder then the other times. Curling up into her cold nest, Featherpaw wondered if there was something that she had missed.
(going off soon and won't be on till Monday.)