Post by solarflare on Aug 4, 2008 21:19:14 GMT -5
"Hmph... I need some more colors."
The tom sighed as he sat on the branch, looking down at the twisting mass of roots and twigs below him. He saw a small puddle from the recent rains and looked into it. It was himself... But he knew he must have cherished the moment, for the old she-cat had told him it wouldn't be like that for long. He knew that even so, he had to train, but not wanting to possibly interfere with any rendezvous, though, he didn't know of ANY at the moment... He needed to relax, but relaxation was hard to come by when you had to jump in substitute of almost every step. He decided to catch the low-flying bird that passed by him, only to look at it, sigh, and let it leave. He had trained his jaws to control when bites could bump or completely destroy. He sighed as he looked at the puddle once more. It was slowly trickling away. He looked over at the elders' den, sighing as he looked at the tree. That tree reminded him of the tree his last stand as a rouge was in. Of course, this made him much more upset, and he sighed, looking into the air tiredly as the Orange on his eye shone. He looked over as he heard some conversation, but he cared not, for no one was talking directly to him. He sighed yet again, careful not to fall of of the branch into the awry forest floor. He was quite the turncoat in secret, but since he hadn't seen his best friend lately, there was nothing to give away.
"I guess I'll go talk to the kits... There's nothing else to do." He said.
The tom sighed as he sat on the branch, looking down at the twisting mass of roots and twigs below him. He saw a small puddle from the recent rains and looked into it. It was himself... But he knew he must have cherished the moment, for the old she-cat had told him it wouldn't be like that for long. He knew that even so, he had to train, but not wanting to possibly interfere with any rendezvous, though, he didn't know of ANY at the moment... He needed to relax, but relaxation was hard to come by when you had to jump in substitute of almost every step. He decided to catch the low-flying bird that passed by him, only to look at it, sigh, and let it leave. He had trained his jaws to control when bites could bump or completely destroy. He sighed as he looked at the puddle once more. It was slowly trickling away. He looked over at the elders' den, sighing as he looked at the tree. That tree reminded him of the tree his last stand as a rouge was in. Of course, this made him much more upset, and he sighed, looking into the air tiredly as the Orange on his eye shone. He looked over as he heard some conversation, but he cared not, for no one was talking directly to him. He sighed yet again, careful not to fall of of the branch into the awry forest floor. He was quite the turncoat in secret, but since he hadn't seen his best friend lately, there was nothing to give away.
"I guess I'll go talk to the kits... There's nothing else to do." He said.