[distant]

The day was...bland. Mundane. Pick whatever word you want...he could care less. Perhaps that was a little bit extreme...perhaps it was a little cold-hearted. Perhaps the pit of darkness had been summoned to appear in the center of his body, the thing known as his soul. But perhaps,...no, it was fact that he just didn't care. That was simple enough wasn't it? No extended thinking, no what ifs...just the plain facts. They were laid out, simplified for those who didn't have common knowledge or some minuet scrap of brain. It was one of those days...those bland, mundane days. Where Distantstar was better left alone than bothered by those in Treeclan. Cats should know when to leave him alone by now...but then again some were just mouse-brained idiots. The tail attached to his lifeless form flicked lazily. It's shortened length was noticeable, though by now most in the clan had grown used to the looks of this particular cat with these particular thoughts. His cranium was placed in no particular manner across his ebony appendages which stretched before his gray scaled body. Lids covered the orbs planted into his skull. They felt nothing, only tired and lazy underneath the dark cover of blanket provided by the flaps of skin. There was no need to do anything. The prey was being caught by patrols he had organized, or perhaps his deputy had...Distant could not remember. His brain was half asleep, zoned into the land of dreams and white noise. The sound of buzzing crept into his mind, providing an awakening sense. The noise was getting louder, nearing his ears and before he knew it something had landed on the paper-thin surface. Twitching it quickly wasn't enough, as the forceful insect returned. Swinging a paw above his head, he let one eye open, raising an eyebrow to better clear his view, only to see a wasp flying above. His upper maw twitched, revealing an ivory fang as he snarled lightly at the annoyance. Rolling lazily onto his back, he batted at it like a kit would until he made contact with it and sent it flying away. Problematic situation averted. With the disturbance causing the striking tom to rouse from his light slumber, there was no point in trying to resume what had already been ruined. His limbs pulled away from each other, his vertebrae finding themselves being pulled apart in a pleasant manner. His sharp claws kneaded the earth, as a purr rumbled from his chest. His maws pulled tight against his gums, his teeth flashing brightly as the sun let its light shine down from the bright blue sky. His body returned to a normal stance, his eyes ow awake and alive. He was hungry, though for actual food or a conversation, or perhaps a she-cat, was undetermined. Padding by a leaf, he sauntered toward it, giving it a quick flick with his paw before growing tired of the flimsy green shape. It was odd to see such a leaf on the forest floor at this time of year. Most were of warmer colors, browns and reds and yellows. But the tom wasn't about to question such a trivial matter. Staring across the camp, he spotted few cats. Some talking, some dozing as he himself had been doing moments before. "Marvelous...just marvelous." His voice was sarcastic, and a small smirk pulled at his mouth as he let his pace pick up. Just at the edge of camp he looked out across the, wondering if today was best to be a roaming day. Upon deciding it was, he brushed past his den, heading out to where he might find some solitude and perhaps resume the nap he was yearning to finish. The hidden thicket was perhaps his best choice. Soft grass, thicket to hide in, and the voices of apprentices being yelled at to fall asleep to. Letting his limbs extend and carry him far out, Distantstar would reach his destination in no time. And as soon as he could get there, he would fit himself into a darker patch of thicket and fall asleep once more. [bg=6e6666][atrb=border,0,true]