Post by Glorilyss on Dec 26, 2014 20:41:12 GMT -5
[ooc: Sorry I never replied to the last thread, haven't been able to get on in a bit. Hope you don't mind me starting a new thread!
@makememapie ]
It was, essentially, a day like any other day. The same fire in his belly and the glitter in his eyes; the same stone under his paws and the solidity of his ambition were repeated, day after day, so that they all twisted seamlessly into the very fabric of his reality. The tom would have accepted nothing less; he would have wanted nothing but this. The ambition in his belly was enough to carry him forward, more nourishing than food, more restful than sleep. It was, in fact, this very ambition that had him out of his nest with dawn, pacing across to the camp entrance to see in the sun. It started out as a day like any other, but perhaps there was a promise in the air today. Perhaps things would be different.
Determined to make the most of today, the tom turned away from the view of a reborn sky, snowshoe paws carrying him towards the warriors den. He was determined to get an early start on training, even if he had to take control of everything himself. He paused outside of the den, not totally certain whether he should barge right in or whether that would be considered rude beyond belief. Then, with a tiny inward chuckle, he simply realized that he didn't care, and the tom stepped into the warmth of the den. He waited for his eyes to adjust, looking for the sleeping shape of his mentor, dark ginger body blending smoothly with the shadows.