The Fault in our Past (Open to 1)
Aug 8, 2014 11:06:58 GMT -6
Post by Deleted on Aug 8, 2014 11:06:58 GMT -6
Cinder sat alone in her den on the icy cold cave floor and let her claws scrap the cave harshly. Her cold eyes stared around the camp as she noticed that Bloodclan was few in members. Those clan cats will pay for what they've done to my clan. She breathed hard, every breathe getting louder as she got angered. The clans had been awful to her. Every kit, every warrior will pay! Mark my words!
She got to her paws and padded to the corner of her den when she had a nest of lush green moss and bird feathers. Laying down with a grunt she looked outside to see all the creatures chirping and playing around. Stupid prey, they're asking to get caught. Resting her strong head on her muscular paws, she closed her eyes softly falling into slumber.
She got to her paws and padded to the corner of her den when she had a nest of lush green moss and bird feathers. Laying down with a grunt she looked outside to see all the creatures chirping and playing around. Stupid prey, they're asking to get caught. Resting her strong head on her muscular paws, she closed her eyes softly falling into slumber.