Post by BlooRey DVD on Dec 8, 2016 19:03:11 GMT -5
Hawkstar
may your dreams be larger than mountains
Flanked by Thistlerock and his daughter Herondive, Hawkstar strode into camp carrying a mouse. The small patrol had set out to hunt earlier that morning, fur fluffed up against the biting chill of Leafbare. The previous day's wind had long since blown any remaining leaves from the sparse trees near the edge of StoneClan's territory; all that was left today was the cold. The wind had worked somewhat in their favor, however. The sky was clear, no trace of cloud to be seen in the crisp blue expanse. It was beautiful to behold, and admittedly, the three had spent some time just... Admiring.
Thistlerock had managed to snag a grackle, and Herondive had managed to launch herself into the throng of fleeing grackle to grab one more, in addition to the lizard she'd tracked down earlier. They'd been fortunate; prey was still in the midst of taking cover. Most animals were desperately scurrying around despite the cold, making preparations for the even more frigid temperatures to come. Depositing his mouse on the freshkill pile, Hawkstar paused to thank both members of his patrol and dismiss them from their duty. They each nodded and turn, and the three-cat patrol separated, each heading in opposite directions.
He watched Herondive duck away to the apprentice's den, likely to find one of her friends. Thistlerock, on the other paw, disappeared into the warrior's den, presumably to hide from some of the chill. Breath curling in wisps of steam from his muzzle, Hawkstar cast a surveying glance over the Clan. Admittedly, he seriously considered heading back to his den in hopes of finding Frozenrain to hunker down with. In Leafbare, cuddling with loved ones just always seemed so... Perfect. Mid contemplation, his pale amber gaze landed on the form of Sandkit slipping from within the nursery.
The young tom had grown since joining StoneClan. No longer was he a small bundle of fur trouncing about the nursery; instead, he was all legs, occasionally stumbling over paws he'd still not quite grown into. Briefly, he wondered where Silverglade was, though he was mostly concerned with the contemplative look the young tom wore. Setting his paws in motion, the StoneClan leader quickly closed the distance between himself and the nursery, offering Sandkit a greeting wave of his tail as he approached. "Hello, Sandkit. You seem awfully thoughtful today. Care to share what's on your mind?" He inquired curiously.
Thistlerock had managed to snag a grackle, and Herondive had managed to launch herself into the throng of fleeing grackle to grab one more, in addition to the lizard she'd tracked down earlier. They'd been fortunate; prey was still in the midst of taking cover. Most animals were desperately scurrying around despite the cold, making preparations for the even more frigid temperatures to come. Depositing his mouse on the freshkill pile, Hawkstar paused to thank both members of his patrol and dismiss them from their duty. They each nodded and turn, and the three-cat patrol separated, each heading in opposite directions.
He watched Herondive duck away to the apprentice's den, likely to find one of her friends. Thistlerock, on the other paw, disappeared into the warrior's den, presumably to hide from some of the chill. Breath curling in wisps of steam from his muzzle, Hawkstar cast a surveying glance over the Clan. Admittedly, he seriously considered heading back to his den in hopes of finding Frozenrain to hunker down with. In Leafbare, cuddling with loved ones just always seemed so... Perfect. Mid contemplation, his pale amber gaze landed on the form of Sandkit slipping from within the nursery.
The young tom had grown since joining StoneClan. No longer was he a small bundle of fur trouncing about the nursery; instead, he was all legs, occasionally stumbling over paws he'd still not quite grown into. Briefly, he wondered where Silverglade was, though he was mostly concerned with the contemplative look the young tom wore. Setting his paws in motion, the StoneClan leader quickly closed the distance between himself and the nursery, offering Sandkit a greeting wave of his tail as he approached. "Hello, Sandkit. You seem awfully thoughtful today. Care to share what's on your mind?" He inquired curiously.
leader of stoneclan
and may you have the courage
to scale their summits
to scale their summits