Post by Vinepool on Aug 3, 2015 20:46:06 GMT -5
Hawkbranch lay in the warrior's den. He felt a cold breeze hit his pelt. He grumbled and tried to dig deeper in to the moss that made up his nest. He finally felt semi-warm and then closed his eyes hoping that sleep would come over him. He lay there for a couple of minutes but sleep would not come. He decided he would just get up since he couldn't sleep. He sat up and then shivered. It was very cold but, he still stayed sitting up. He bent over to lick the moss that clung to him pelt. He watched as it all fell to the ground. When he finished he stood up and yawned. He blinked slowly and then glanced at the exit at of the den. He padded out of the den and in to the cold clearing. He shook as he entered the clearing. He blinked slowly because the cold had made his eyes cold. He padded in to the center of the clearing and look for a spot in the clearing where he could sit. He noticed a spot near the middle of the clearing that looked OK to sit on. He padded towards the spot and then plopped down once he reached the spot. He hoped a cat would be willing to come and stand the cold to have a conversation with him. He waited for a cat to come.
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