Post by Thornstar on Mar 6, 2012 7:27:16 GMT -7
The sun shone brightly as it slowly climbed its way up into the sky. It wasn't quite sun-high yet, so the camp was still bustling wiht activity. Soon though, cats would be slowing down to take their breaks; eating a nice meal now that prey was easier to find, and sharing tongues.
A dark grey she-cat emerged from her den and glanced around the camp, her amber eyes narrowed against the bright sunlight. That's what happens when you sleep in such a dark den.
This was Thornstar, the current leader of the mighty ShadowClan. She had not been leader for long, and was still getting the feel for things. Her favorite thing, so far, was not so much the power as it was her own private den. No longer did she have to share a den with a bunch of other annoying cats. No, now she had all the room she wanted, as well as all the silence she wanted.
The she-cat let out a happy sigh. Then realizing that others would be able to see her, she shook herself. Try not to look like a fool in front of your clan, okay? She lectured herself as she got to her paws again and padded over to the fresh-kill pile. She scanned over it for a few moments before spotting a nice plump magpie. She did like her some delicious magpie.
With a small smile, the leader picked up the dead bird and carried it back over to the entrance of her den. There she lay down and began to pluck the feathers out of her meal, listening to the buzzing and chatting of her clan.
Yes. It was her clan now. And she couldn't have been happier.
Word count;; 287
A dark grey she-cat emerged from her den and glanced around the camp, her amber eyes narrowed against the bright sunlight. That's what happens when you sleep in such a dark den.
This was Thornstar, the current leader of the mighty ShadowClan. She had not been leader for long, and was still getting the feel for things. Her favorite thing, so far, was not so much the power as it was her own private den. No longer did she have to share a den with a bunch of other annoying cats. No, now she had all the room she wanted, as well as all the silence she wanted.
The she-cat let out a happy sigh. Then realizing that others would be able to see her, she shook herself. Try not to look like a fool in front of your clan, okay? She lectured herself as she got to her paws again and padded over to the fresh-kill pile. She scanned over it for a few moments before spotting a nice plump magpie. She did like her some delicious magpie.
With a small smile, the leader picked up the dead bird and carried it back over to the entrance of her den. There she lay down and began to pluck the feathers out of her meal, listening to the buzzing and chatting of her clan.
Yes. It was her clan now. And she couldn't have been happier.
Word count;; 287
