Post by Deleted on Nov 15, 2009 18:01:38 GMT -8
The sun had just openned up into the sky, the frost on the leaves and dead grass sparkling happily. Very little sounds were made, except for scurry of mice catching food for the horrible Leaf-Bare, and the sound of a cat's paws landing on the frost.
It made loud crunches, and the she-cat didn't care. She didn't care if RiverClan cats came to see her, came to chase her off. She missed this territory, she missed that camp.
Bloody ell, she wouldn't care if the Leader came down to chase her off herself!
She stopped at the river that isolated the land where the RiverClan cat's lived and set camp. The river was frozen solid, except for the bubbles that traveled through it. It wasn't completely cold yet, but enough for the river to be solid.
She looked at the dried up reeds that were sloping downwards, that was getting crunched up, or rather crippled.
Her left white ear twitched. She thought she heard another cat, but she didn't hear it again, which made her believe it was her imagination.
She placed her pink pad lightly on the frozen river, only to fall straight in it, with another she-cat yowling.
"Get off of our Territory!"
It was the Medicine Cat Apprentice, who was off looking for late herbs, or rather, Early herbs.
The mult-colored she-cat suddenly noticed that the white she-cat was falling in the river, running up towards her.
She gripped the she-cat's blood-red tail, slamming it back, which made the white-she-cat angry.
The she-cat hissed up in fury, and rounded up on the apprentice.
"Don't go around biting cat's tails!"
The apprentice reared up in the Snowfeather's face.
"At least I saved your life!"
She insulted, turning tail and stomping off to get more herbs.
SnowFeather cursed under her breath, sitting down. She moved her head back to her flank, giving it a few swift licks. She was cold, she was frozen.
She needed herbs, she needed to get healed, she needed warmth, or she was going to freeze out here.
It made loud crunches, and the she-cat didn't care. She didn't care if RiverClan cats came to see her, came to chase her off. She missed this territory, she missed that camp.
Bloody ell, she wouldn't care if the Leader came down to chase her off herself!
She stopped at the river that isolated the land where the RiverClan cat's lived and set camp. The river was frozen solid, except for the bubbles that traveled through it. It wasn't completely cold yet, but enough for the river to be solid.
She looked at the dried up reeds that were sloping downwards, that was getting crunched up, or rather crippled.
Her left white ear twitched. She thought she heard another cat, but she didn't hear it again, which made her believe it was her imagination.
She placed her pink pad lightly on the frozen river, only to fall straight in it, with another she-cat yowling.
"Get off of our Territory!"
It was the Medicine Cat Apprentice, who was off looking for late herbs, or rather, Early herbs.
The mult-colored she-cat suddenly noticed that the white she-cat was falling in the river, running up towards her.
She gripped the she-cat's blood-red tail, slamming it back, which made the white-she-cat angry.
The she-cat hissed up in fury, and rounded up on the apprentice.
"Don't go around biting cat's tails!"
The apprentice reared up in the Snowfeather's face.
"At least I saved your life!"
She insulted, turning tail and stomping off to get more herbs.
SnowFeather cursed under her breath, sitting down. She moved her head back to her flank, giving it a few swift licks. She was cold, she was frozen.
She needed herbs, she needed to get healed, she needed warmth, or she was going to freeze out here.
