Wolfpaw:
The young she-cat slowly uncurled and stretched, her sage green eyes blinking open. Sleep still holding a cloud over the gray apprentice as she yawned. With stiff limbs, she pulled herself up to her paws and looked about. "Lionpaw. Lionpaw, get up." She said with a stifled yawn as she prodded her brothers side with a paw. With the slight movement of his head, Wolfpaw left the den. Her head was low as she looked about, her eyes saddened as the recent happenings found their way back into her head.
Lionpaw:
His white paws were wrapped around his muzzle as he slept deeply. His lips curled lightly as a paw prodded his side. His head moved slightly as his eyes slide open, just enough to see his sister walk out. With a sigh, he hoisted himself up and gave his ginger and white pelt a quick wash. Once he had finished, he padded out, letting the scents surround him and the sun touch his pelt.
Icekit:
The fluffy black kit rolled over in her nest, wide awake as she tossed a mossball at the way. As it landed on the ground, Icekit pounced at it. Her forepaws sliding out from under her as she landed on the small ball, sending her skittering nogan first into the wall. She sat up, silent for a few breif seconds before erupting into soft giggles. The naive kit was obvious to the tradgity that struck the clan, too young to grasp it but old enough to notice that all the adult cats were missing. Soon, she grew bored of her play and tromped out into the camp clearing. Her sleek black tail waving in the air as she looked around, a playful glint in her almost white eyes.
Fall
His short pelt was covered in dried blood, most didnt belong to the young kit. He nosed his mothers ripped apart body softly, clouding grief filling his eyes. "Mama, wake up. Please.. Just wake up. Mama.." Fall pleaded, his voice almost a whimper. No responce sounded as the kit pressed his nose into her stiffening coldened body. "I don't want to be alone. Mama, just come back, just wake up." The whimper sounded as his rounded eyes looked at her. It hadnt been long since the fox had attack and just as quick as the battle started, it had ended. He slowly got to his paws, his right hind leg crunched from a hard bite. With one last look at his mothers corpse, Fall slowly limped away. Alone.
The young she-cat slowly uncurled and stretched, her sage green eyes blinking open. Sleep still holding a cloud over the gray apprentice as she yawned. With stiff limbs, she pulled herself up to her paws and looked about. "Lionpaw. Lionpaw, get up." She said with a stifled yawn as she prodded her brothers side with a paw. With the slight movement of his head, Wolfpaw left the den. Her head was low as she looked about, her eyes saddened as the recent happenings found their way back into her head.
Lionpaw:
His white paws were wrapped around his muzzle as he slept deeply. His lips curled lightly as a paw prodded his side. His head moved slightly as his eyes slide open, just enough to see his sister walk out. With a sigh, he hoisted himself up and gave his ginger and white pelt a quick wash. Once he had finished, he padded out, letting the scents surround him and the sun touch his pelt.
Icekit:
The fluffy black kit rolled over in her nest, wide awake as she tossed a mossball at the way. As it landed on the ground, Icekit pounced at it. Her forepaws sliding out from under her as she landed on the small ball, sending her skittering nogan first into the wall. She sat up, silent for a few breif seconds before erupting into soft giggles. The naive kit was obvious to the tradgity that struck the clan, too young to grasp it but old enough to notice that all the adult cats were missing. Soon, she grew bored of her play and tromped out into the camp clearing. Her sleek black tail waving in the air as she looked around, a playful glint in her almost white eyes.
Fall
His short pelt was covered in dried blood, most didnt belong to the young kit. He nosed his mothers ripped apart body softly, clouding grief filling his eyes. "Mama, wake up. Please.. Just wake up. Mama.." Fall pleaded, his voice almost a whimper. No responce sounded as the kit pressed his nose into her stiffening coldened body. "I don't want to be alone. Mama, just come back, just wake up." The whimper sounded as his rounded eyes looked at her. It hadnt been long since the fox had attack and just as quick as the battle started, it had ended. He slowly got to his paws, his right hind leg crunched from a hard bite. With one last look at his mothers corpse, Fall slowly limped away. Alone.













