Post by Lightningtrail on Aug 24, 2015 16:01:23 GMT -5
((Rogue w/ Lakewhisper))
Brokenwing trudged through the thick, sticky snow, the white stuff getting caught in his dark pelt as he went. The tom's permanently grumpy expression had only gotten more pronounced since Leafbare came. The snow made it even more difficult for him to hunt properly, and he hated the cold even more than he hated the heat. His long, feathery tail dragged unceremoniously behind him, bits of snow and dirt becoming lodged in its fur. Why did it have to be such a cold Leafbare? he grumbled to himself, his pale eyes focused on the StormClan river that he was just approaching. Fish were easier to catch near the river roots, even in the Leafbare. The tom was hoping that there would be some prey hidden underneath the roots.
When Brokenwing reached his destination, he looked down at the sections of water between the roots and groaned loudly. "Foxdung!" He cursed loudly. "Stupid ice why do you have to ruin everything you're so foxheartedly idiotic just go die in a ditch somewhere get hit by a monster, He ranted to himself quietly as he paced. How was he supposed to catch fish when all of the water was frozen?
The tom continued grumbling and pacing, and eventually found himself standing atop one of the taller roots. He glanced down at the ice below. It was only a foxlength away, but Brokenwing suddenly felt as though the root was much taller than he had remembered. He chose his steps carefully, making sure to not accidentally slip off of the icy root. but he had never been the most coordinated, nor did he have the best of luck. He slipped right off of the root, his bad paw being the reason for his fall. His claws scratched desperately into the root as he fell, but his efforts were to no avail. He landed on three feet but with a thud, all of the tom's weight crashing into the ice. Luckily, it was thick enough to hold him with ease. He stood up and gave himself a shake. "Stupid ice I go play with dogs!" He called angrily.
Brokenwing trudged through the thick, sticky snow, the white stuff getting caught in his dark pelt as he went. The tom's permanently grumpy expression had only gotten more pronounced since Leafbare came. The snow made it even more difficult for him to hunt properly, and he hated the cold even more than he hated the heat. His long, feathery tail dragged unceremoniously behind him, bits of snow and dirt becoming lodged in its fur. Why did it have to be such a cold Leafbare? he grumbled to himself, his pale eyes focused on the StormClan river that he was just approaching. Fish were easier to catch near the river roots, even in the Leafbare. The tom was hoping that there would be some prey hidden underneath the roots.
When Brokenwing reached his destination, he looked down at the sections of water between the roots and groaned loudly. "Foxdung!" He cursed loudly. "Stupid ice why do you have to ruin everything you're so foxheartedly idiotic just go die in a ditch somewhere get hit by a monster, He ranted to himself quietly as he paced. How was he supposed to catch fish when all of the water was frozen?
The tom continued grumbling and pacing, and eventually found himself standing atop one of the taller roots. He glanced down at the ice below. It was only a foxlength away, but Brokenwing suddenly felt as though the root was much taller than he had remembered. He chose his steps carefully, making sure to not accidentally slip off of the icy root. but he had never been the most coordinated, nor did he have the best of luck. He slipped right off of the root, his bad paw being the reason for his fall. His claws scratched desperately into the root as he fell, but his efforts were to no avail. He landed on three feet but with a thud, all of the tom's weight crashing into the ice. Luckily, it was thick enough to hold him with ease. He stood up and gave himself a shake. "Stupid ice I go play with dogs!" He called angrily.
