Post by §Wildheart§ on Sept 12, 2009 11:13:05 GMT -5
Cloudedpelt stepped up the hill lightly, and yawned. The sun was rising over the Willow trees in front of her, and looked even in height to the camp on the hill.
The prey pile was a bit low; a few fish and a water vole, so she decided to take a few cats out for a hunting trip.
The prey pile was a bit low; a few fish and a water vole, so she decided to take a few cats out for a hunting trip.
