by FourCrosses » Tue Mar 06, 2012 4:43 am
Riverstar looked down at her growing clan. She smiled. There was Mousepaw, pestering her mentor to go hunting again. It was a warm day, and prey was running well.
"Please, please, please?" Mousepaw looked at Pebbleflower hopefully."Can we go down to the river?" It was a glorious day, and she couldn't wait to impress Riverstar with her hunting skills.
Mudpaw stood at the ridge of a tall hill. The wind ruffled his fur. He noticed movement, a small vole. He stalked it carefully, dispatching it neatly. He grinned. (( Do cats grin?)) It was a plump vole, and the other apprentices would be jealous.