Tranquility [open] Jan 30, 2013 22:16:24 GMT -5
Post by Phoenix on Jan 30, 2013 22:16:24 GMT -5
They said that New-Leaf had begun, and that they could tell by the way the trees had started turning green and the temperature had risen over the past few days. He could see the new green, and he had noticed the subtle difference in temperature because the wind was no longer bitter enough to chill him to the bone. Apart from those two observations, however, nothing seemed to have change. Older cats talked about prey returning come New-Leaf; New-Leaf had begun, and he had yet to see a giant increase in the amount of prey the hunting patrols brought home. There was still a blanket of snow on the ground, and there had been ever since he first set foot out of the nursery. He had often wondered how odd it feel to not have a layer of the white substance between his paws and the ground, though he assumed he would experience the sensation eventually.[/blockquote]
His small head swiveled as his yellow eyes traveled around camp, surveying the scene before him from his spot just inside the nursery. He wasn't quite sure where Wildkit and Wavekit had disappeared to, though if he knew his siblings, he was sure that they were off either fighting or causing trouble somewhere. That was just as well with him, since it meant that there would be more eyes on them instead of himself. Cats tended to forget that he existed, a welcome fact that he attributed to both his quiet nature and small size, and he was ubothered by it. He had found that sitting in the company of his own thoughts was a past time just as enjoyable - or perhaps even more so - as entertaining another feline.
Content in the silence of the nursery, Wormkit stretched, appreciating the tranquility while it lasted. A cloud drifted in front of the sun, casting the camp in shadow and making the kit glance up, surprised at the sudden change in lighting. It was odd how clouds did that, but he had never given it much thought as he preferred to focus his attention more on things that touched the ground. Lowering his yellow gaze, he yawned, resting his head on his paws as he lazily flicked the tip of his tail behind him.