Post by Rachel on Apr 20, 2009 14:31:13 GMT -5
Sure:
Jaggedfang wolfed down a thin vole. He’d have to make do with the shortage of fresh-kill. All cats would. His apprentice, Mistpaw, was asleep in her den. Good. There was no way she could get into some kind of trouble sleeping. Unless of course she rolled over and squished another apprentice. The likeliness of that happening is quite high. The ShadowClan warrior stretched out and flexed his claws. He fluffed up his fur, shivering. The chill of the night was creeping into camp. Frogpaw had just been injured by a snake. Hopefully he would be warm and cozy tonight.
Mistpaw would be in big trouble tomorrow. Jaggedfang would make sure she understood before they went out training again. New apprentices shouldn’t just go off like that! It was irresponsible and rude to the mentor. Would a young apprentice know what was beyond those rocks, or lurking in the shadows? No, especially one who hasn’t got a tour yet. Jaggedfang still had trouble understanding Mistpaw. He hoped he could soon. Otherwise he’d have to talk to Winterstar.
Jaggedfang suddenly felt like a dozen warriors were sitting on top of him. Exhausted, he dragged himself toward the warriors den and flopped down in his nest. Without hesitation he fell asleep.
Light snaked through gaps in the ceiling over the warriors den. Jaggedfang stirred and woke up, yawning. He looked around the den, groggy. He was the second cat up. Careful not to disturb his slumbering denmates, the warrior slipped silently out of the den. The sky was still dark, but paling. Jaggedfang decided to go out for a hunt.
The ShadowClan warrior hurtled into the pine trees. He could hear rustling. Spinning around he saw a rabbit dart past. Rabbits? Here? Confused, Jaggedfang pursued it. It leapt into a bush. Without pausing Jaggedfang followed. The creature jumped over the roots of a tree. Used to the territory, Jaggedfang followed it with ease. The rabbit slowed down for half a second. Using this to his advantage, the dark male launched toward his prey. He sank his claws into the furry flesh and shook the creature vigorously, violently flinging all life out of it. The rabbit fell limp. He opened his jaws, letting the victim fall and hit the cool ground. Soundlessly Jaggedfang brought it back to camp.
Jaggedfang wolfed down a thin vole. He’d have to make do with the shortage of fresh-kill. All cats would. His apprentice, Mistpaw, was asleep in her den. Good. There was no way she could get into some kind of trouble sleeping. Unless of course she rolled over and squished another apprentice. The likeliness of that happening is quite high. The ShadowClan warrior stretched out and flexed his claws. He fluffed up his fur, shivering. The chill of the night was creeping into camp. Frogpaw had just been injured by a snake. Hopefully he would be warm and cozy tonight.
Mistpaw would be in big trouble tomorrow. Jaggedfang would make sure she understood before they went out training again. New apprentices shouldn’t just go off like that! It was irresponsible and rude to the mentor. Would a young apprentice know what was beyond those rocks, or lurking in the shadows? No, especially one who hasn’t got a tour yet. Jaggedfang still had trouble understanding Mistpaw. He hoped he could soon. Otherwise he’d have to talk to Winterstar.
Jaggedfang suddenly felt like a dozen warriors were sitting on top of him. Exhausted, he dragged himself toward the warriors den and flopped down in his nest. Without hesitation he fell asleep.
Light snaked through gaps in the ceiling over the warriors den. Jaggedfang stirred and woke up, yawning. He looked around the den, groggy. He was the second cat up. Careful not to disturb his slumbering denmates, the warrior slipped silently out of the den. The sky was still dark, but paling. Jaggedfang decided to go out for a hunt.
The ShadowClan warrior hurtled into the pine trees. He could hear rustling. Spinning around he saw a rabbit dart past. Rabbits? Here? Confused, Jaggedfang pursued it. It leapt into a bush. Without pausing Jaggedfang followed. The creature jumped over the roots of a tree. Used to the territory, Jaggedfang followed it with ease. The rabbit slowed down for half a second. Using this to his advantage, the dark male launched toward his prey. He sank his claws into the furry flesh and shook the creature vigorously, violently flinging all life out of it. The rabbit fell limp. He opened his jaws, letting the victim fall and hit the cool ground. Soundlessly Jaggedfang brought it back to camp.