Post by Lionhearted on Aug 27, 2015 22:01:21 GMT -5
Tagged: Legit [Bramblestar]
The brown mackerel she-cat's body stood out against the snow falling down gently upon the MidnightClan camp. The crunch of the grass almost echoed in the quiet, tranquil clearing as Heatherfern stepped daintly about.
She was bored. Bored, bored, bored. Her mind searched for something to do, and for a brief moment, they strayed to the Fields that bordered MidnightClan. Last time she'd gone near that border, Liontooth had caught her trying to go in. She glanced at the sky. The day was still young, and the sun had only just risen. It was chilly, but Heatherfern figured that, with more movement, she would warm up soon enough.
Curiosity and adventure sparked inside her, and she shifted her paws, her eyes darting here and there. Dare she go back to the Fields? It was just so interesting, and exploring it, if only briefly, would be something new from the old MidnightClan territory she saw everyday. Quietly as she could, she crunched out of camp and headed for the Fields, and, in her excitement to reach them, hadn't noticed the paw prints she'd left so carelessly behind.
The brown mackerel she-cat's body stood out against the snow falling down gently upon the MidnightClan camp. The crunch of the grass almost echoed in the quiet, tranquil clearing as Heatherfern stepped daintly about.
She was bored. Bored, bored, bored. Her mind searched for something to do, and for a brief moment, they strayed to the Fields that bordered MidnightClan. Last time she'd gone near that border, Liontooth had caught her trying to go in. She glanced at the sky. The day was still young, and the sun had only just risen. It was chilly, but Heatherfern figured that, with more movement, she would warm up soon enough.
Curiosity and adventure sparked inside her, and she shifted her paws, her eyes darting here and there. Dare she go back to the Fields? It was just so interesting, and exploring it, if only briefly, would be something new from the old MidnightClan territory she saw everyday. Quietly as she could, she crunched out of camp and headed for the Fields, and, in her excitement to reach them, hadn't noticed the paw prints she'd left so carelessly behind.
