Post by Yoko on Feb 27, 2011 17:07:40 GMT -6
The ShadowClan marsh was bathed in dusk-light. Overhead the sky was fiery with just traces of blood red. The pink and yellow clouds distorted the view a bit, but it could be less pleasant. He padded along beside Feathercloud occasionally giving her a nervous glance. Somehow the silence felt awkward, and he wasn't one to want to talk to she-cats...
"So...How- uh, how are things in the Medicine Cat Den?" he mewed. He felt his ears sting a little from embarrassment. That's the best he could come up with? Stick to the battle-training Twistedclaw. He wondered if she would deem it worthy of a response, but he knew she would. She was just...nice that way.
They hadn't reached any good solid ground yet. He didn't want to come back all muddy like last time. It wasn't a matter of personal hygiene but Snaketail would throw a fit.
"So...How- uh, how are things in the Medicine Cat Den?" he mewed. He felt his ears sting a little from embarrassment. That's the best he could come up with? Stick to the battle-training Twistedclaw. He wondered if she would deem it worthy of a response, but he knew she would. She was just...nice that way.
They hadn't reached any good solid ground yet. He didn't want to come back all muddy like last time. It wasn't a matter of personal hygiene but Snaketail would throw a fit.
