Post by fallenkit on Aug 29, 2008 1:42:34 GMT -5
Fallenkit padded sleepily out of the nursery. She was STARVING and needed something to fill her growling stomach. The cute little calico settled down next to the pile of prey and looked over it. All of it looked boring. As unenthusiastically as she could muster, Fallenkit picked out a mouse and began to nibble on it, her light green eyes scanned the clearing. It looked pleasantly normal. Everything was normal, boring, the same. When will I ever be an apprentice? The kit thought, letting the beautiful aroma of her meal seep into her.
That's when the fun stuff happens. That's when you get to battle and explore and hunt and see it all for yourself. She sighed and sat eating quietly. Ever since birth Fallenkit had been a serious and sophisticated, but slowly she had grown quieter. More refined and gentle, and even a bit shy. Only Dolphinkit was her best friend, and maybe Skygun. But nobody else. Petaltail was kindly, but she was more parentlike. So other than the few warriors and kits who had been nice to her, Fallenkit had few friends.
;;Fresh K i l l Pile;;
6 mice
19 rabbits
6 birds
6 voles
2 squirrels
That's when the fun stuff happens. That's when you get to battle and explore and hunt and see it all for yourself. She sighed and sat eating quietly. Ever since birth Fallenkit had been a serious and sophisticated, but slowly she had grown quieter. More refined and gentle, and even a bit shy. Only Dolphinkit was her best friend, and maybe Skygun. But nobody else. Petaltail was kindly, but she was more parentlike. So other than the few warriors and kits who had been nice to her, Fallenkit had few friends.
;;Fresh K i l l Pile;;
6 mice
19 rabbits
6 birds
6 voles
2 squirrels