Post by Lionhearted on Jul 12, 2015 21:02:11 GMT -5
Tagged: Lightningtrail [Finchpaw]
The ginger-and-white tom scanned the clearing for his apprentice, holding a leaf bundle of herbs in his jaw, which made him unable to call Finchpaw's name. They were supposed to be heading to the Skyfield today, and it wasn't good to start late; the journey, for them, would take almost the entire day. Thrushleap couldn't afford time to waste. Spitting out the bundle, which collapsed onto the ground and broke open, he called out, "Finchpaw? Finchpaw! Ah, StarClan. What have I done here." He tried to paw together the mass of herbs that had spilled onto the ground.
The ginger-and-white tom scanned the clearing for his apprentice, holding a leaf bundle of herbs in his jaw, which made him unable to call Finchpaw's name. They were supposed to be heading to the Skyfield today, and it wasn't good to start late; the journey, for them, would take almost the entire day. Thrushleap couldn't afford time to waste. Spitting out the bundle, which collapsed onto the ground and broke open, he called out, "Finchpaw? Finchpaw! Ah, StarClan. What have I done here." He tried to paw together the mass of herbs that had spilled onto the ground.
