Post by εℓιzαвεтн. on May 10, 2015 20:52:17 GMT -5
ooc; Roselocke for Goosefrost c:
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Doebreeze had taken to sunning herself in the clan clearing quite often nowadays. Her three kits were nearing the age of apprenticeship and were on freshkill now, but the moons spent in the nursery hadn't been good to her muscles and the last time she left camp, her nosiest kit had followed her all the way to the Midnightclan border. Doebreeze may not have wanted them in the first place, but that didn't mean she wanted them killed before they reached their apprenticeships. However, it was because of them that she looked like a queen, not like a warrior. It was because of them that she was unable to train her poor apprentice for so long. Well, it was because of her, but also because of them.
The Bengal she-cat wasn't actually as big of a fan of that line of thought at she acted. She shook her head and went back to focusing on the camp life moving about her. Luxuriously, she stretched as she lay on her side, paws grabbing at the ground above her head for the best pull. The sun felt good beating down her and she considered grooming herself but knew it would only put her to sleep. Doebreeze looked back at the camp around her and suddenly desperately craved company besides that of queens and kits. She needed to know all that was going on now, how the patrols were going, how Sunstar was, if there were any intruders recently, any sign of fox. She so desperately craved getting back into being a warrior tuned in to the know.
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Doebreeze had taken to sunning herself in the clan clearing quite often nowadays. Her three kits were nearing the age of apprenticeship and were on freshkill now, but the moons spent in the nursery hadn't been good to her muscles and the last time she left camp, her nosiest kit had followed her all the way to the Midnightclan border. Doebreeze may not have wanted them in the first place, but that didn't mean she wanted them killed before they reached their apprenticeships. However, it was because of them that she looked like a queen, not like a warrior. It was because of them that she was unable to train her poor apprentice for so long. Well, it was because of her, but also because of them.
The Bengal she-cat wasn't actually as big of a fan of that line of thought at she acted. She shook her head and went back to focusing on the camp life moving about her. Luxuriously, she stretched as she lay on her side, paws grabbing at the ground above her head for the best pull. The sun felt good beating down her and she considered grooming herself but knew it would only put her to sleep. Doebreeze looked back at the camp around her and suddenly desperately craved company besides that of queens and kits. She needed to know all that was going on now, how the patrols were going, how Sunstar was, if there were any intruders recently, any sign of fox. She so desperately craved getting back into being a warrior tuned in to the know.
