by Frostmist102 » Mon Jul 04, 2011 6:58 am
Silverfur sat down where she was, and batted a dried leaf with her paws. She hated the idea of leaving her old territory, but also firmly believed Fernpelt had made the right decision. If they had stayed, DeathClan would've attacked, and more than half of them would probably be dead at the moment. Her sapphire gaze picked its way to the sky, which was rapidly darkening until the moon shined its bright rays down on her silver pelt.
Lightpaw lightly prodded Lionpaw's paw with her own, but as she poked it each time she pressed a little harder, waiting to see how Lionpaw would respond.
"You didn't seem so peaceful when you were stomping your way into our territory and demanding we leave before night," Fernpelt spat, but was fond of the idea of no more DeathClan attacks.