Post by ☆ Y e l l o w ☆ on Apr 17, 2010 14:18:25 GMT -6
Willowstar emerged from her den and closed her eyes briefly, letting the warm morning light heat her silver pelt. The sun was already bright and birds were chirping, and she could hear the river in the distance, slow and strong. It was the peak of greenleaf and the forest was lush with life. Looking around camp, she saw that some cats were starting to wake up, although many were still sleeping in, enjoying the warmth and abundance of prey.
She sat down, drawing her tongue over her paw and washing her face. Her fur looked dusty and tangled, the long hair easily getting messed up over night. She was still thinking about the issue of the kits, and realized that soon would be the time when ShadowClan and WindClan would meet at Fourtrees, as decided during the Gathering. If it came to it, she would lead a patrol there to demand some of the kits for her own Clan. It wasn't the best idea, but it would sure be interesting. As she sat there, she wondered about the idea.
Graypaw stepped out of the apprentices' den, blinking once and then widening his eyes at the sunrise. The sky was multiple colors, red and pink and orange mixed together. It wasn't often that he stopped to watch the sky in the morning and his yellow eyes took in the sight. He wasn't very tired, having had a good rest last night. Training with Shellclaw had been going well so far, and he was eager to see if they were doing anything today as well. In fact it had been so fun that for a moment he had forgotten about Puddlepelt. The young apprentice glanced toward the medicine den, then at the warriors den to see if Shellclaw was awake yet.