Post by Deleted on Oct 14, 2014 11:08:32 GMT -5
( ☼Шїℓℓ◎ω Sparrowsplash x Dawnberry thread^^)
Sparrowsplash hadn't noticed how far he had come. He'd been tracking a mouse which had scurried over the border into the fields which Stormclan shared a border with. He's lost the creature in the long dead grass, and now continued to follow it's scent. The grass around him was dead for the most part, killed by the frost and the threat of leafbare snow. It felt odd to the Stormclan tom to have his back open to the sky instead of pine trees. His brilliant greenish yellow gaze occasionally glancing around. I should go back, he thought as he comes to a halt. The mouse's scent felt so close but he couldn't quite pin point it a breeze blowing the scent away. He sighs shifting his paws and glancing around. He can hear the rush of water that was the river and as he glances ahead he realized he was near the pond of truce. Who would it hurt if he checked out the pond of truce? He thought his curiosity getting the better of him. He had been to a few gatherings but they of course were always at night. It would be cool to see the gathering place in the daylight. Even if that daylight was gloomy leafbare clouds. So with a final glance around The tom starts off, following the familiar path that would lead him to the pond of truce.
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Sparrowsplash hadn't noticed how far he had come. He'd been tracking a mouse which had scurried over the border into the fields which Stormclan shared a border with. He's lost the creature in the long dead grass, and now continued to follow it's scent. The grass around him was dead for the most part, killed by the frost and the threat of leafbare snow. It felt odd to the Stormclan tom to have his back open to the sky instead of pine trees. His brilliant greenish yellow gaze occasionally glancing around. I should go back, he thought as he comes to a halt. The mouse's scent felt so close but he couldn't quite pin point it a breeze blowing the scent away. He sighs shifting his paws and glancing around. He can hear the rush of water that was the river and as he glances ahead he realized he was near the pond of truce. Who would it hurt if he checked out the pond of truce? He thought his curiosity getting the better of him. He had been to a few gatherings but they of course were always at night. It would be cool to see the gathering place in the daylight. Even if that daylight was gloomy leafbare clouds. So with a final glance around The tom starts off, following the familiar path that would lead him to the pond of truce.
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