Post by BlooRey DVD on Aug 10, 2019 10:15:17 GMT -5
Feathercloud
The sun bore down upon TreeClan's camp, its ascent in mid-swing as the morning marched on toward sunhigh. Ice blue eyes were narrowed intensely at the sharp lighting from where a silver warrioress stood in the entrance to the warrior's den. Flinching at the combination of light and shrieking birds, Feathercloud hissed under her breath. She wanted nothing more than to curl back up in her nest with her feathery tail draped over her eyes. But something, something, warrior duties. Or whatever. How was it that, despite being nowhere near the catastrophic attack that had occurred but a few days ago, Feathercloud felt as though she had been used as Demon's personal mossball.
Unsteady paws that ached with each step plodded toward the freshkill pile as she lazily observed its contents. Lowering herself to a sit, she stared at the birds and mice that made up its entirety. On one paw, she was ravenous. Like she could eat half the forest's weight and still remain unsatisfied. On the other paw, she didn't want to eat birds or mice. I'd kill for a rabbit right now. Came the sudden thought. Before she even realized her breathing had changed, disbelieving laughter bubbled from her throat.
What am I, some mangy LightningClanner? She thought to herself, shoulders shaking as she ducked her head to stifle the noise. But seriously. A rabbit would be so good right now. Ooooh or a squirrel. Vole? Nah... Her inner monologue was briefly interrupted by a snort as she rose to her paws and turned away from the freshkill pile. "Next thing you know I'll want myself a fish." She rasped to the world around her, ear flicking in a smidgen of alarm at the sound of her voice. Great, I sound like I just fell out of the Great Maple.
StarClan, what is wrong with me? She groaned inwardly, stopping to glare at her leaden paws. Lifting one forepaw and giving it a shake, and repeating the motion with the second as though it would magically cure the awkward feeling enveloping her, the silver warrioress plopped her rump back down on the ground. Staring down in defeat at the paws that had betrayed her, Feathercloud squeezed her eyes shut against the continued onslaught of light. Peeking from beneath one eyelid, she squinted in a desperate attempt to find Sprucefur. Maybe he'll let me sleep on his back while we pretend to patrol or something.
Unsteady paws that ached with each step plodded toward the freshkill pile as she lazily observed its contents. Lowering herself to a sit, she stared at the birds and mice that made up its entirety. On one paw, she was ravenous. Like she could eat half the forest's weight and still remain unsatisfied. On the other paw, she didn't want to eat birds or mice. I'd kill for a rabbit right now. Came the sudden thought. Before she even realized her breathing had changed, disbelieving laughter bubbled from her throat.
What am I, some mangy LightningClanner? She thought to herself, shoulders shaking as she ducked her head to stifle the noise. But seriously. A rabbit would be so good right now. Ooooh or a squirrel. Vole? Nah... Her inner monologue was briefly interrupted by a snort as she rose to her paws and turned away from the freshkill pile. "Next thing you know I'll want myself a fish." She rasped to the world around her, ear flicking in a smidgen of alarm at the sound of her voice. Great, I sound like I just fell out of the Great Maple.
StarClan, what is wrong with me? She groaned inwardly, stopping to glare at her leaden paws. Lifting one forepaw and giving it a shake, and repeating the motion with the second as though it would magically cure the awkward feeling enveloping her, the silver warrioress plopped her rump back down on the ground. Staring down in defeat at the paws that had betrayed her, Feathercloud squeezed her eyes shut against the continued onslaught of light. Peeking from beneath one eyelid, she squinted in a desperate attempt to find Sprucefur. Maybe he'll let me sleep on his back while we pretend to patrol or something.
~400 words - Fawn - X'D
If by my life or death I can protect you, I will.
Note: 72 moons old