Post by Deleted on Jul 31, 2015 8:32:01 GMT -5
Mosspelt lay outside the elder den, her tail wrapped around her paws as she gazed into the clearing. It was always so busy in the cave- kits playing, apprentices training, warriors doing their duties to the clan. Mosspelt felt as though she was the only one with nothing to do.
She had offered nothing to TalonClan- she had become an elder shortly after moving here from LeafClan. Now she found herself wishing that she was still a warrior.
Of course, this was only wishful thinking. Mosspelt was old, and her body didn't want to cooperate like it used to. but still, if she could only go back in time and enjoy those moments as a warrior, a true warrior...
She had offered nothing to TalonClan- she had become an elder shortly after moving here from LeafClan. Now she found herself wishing that she was still a warrior.
Of course, this was only wishful thinking. Mosspelt was old, and her body didn't want to cooperate like it used to. but still, if she could only go back in time and enjoy those moments as a warrior, a true warrior...
