Post by Storm on Feb 26, 2019 2:13:34 GMT
Sparrowlily
MothClan | Warrior | She-Cat | 19 Moons | Heterosexual
Sparrowlily woke with a smile on her face and the warmth of her sleepy dreams still holding her. She had to settle the butterfly's in her stomach as she stretched to prepare for the dawn patrol. Sunhigh, tomorrow. Today was the day and she found herself more excited now as she grew addicted to this feeling Pigeonfang stirred in her chest. The little warrior thought her duties would laze by slowly as she anticipated their hunting trip, but they breezed past. Her especially cheery attitude made the border patrol less stressful than usual for her and she enjoyed the warmth of the waking sun on her fluffy bronze pelt. She still hadn't seen the fiery orange tom she was expecting by the time she completed her duties so Sparrowlily found herself a quiet spot in the clearing to sit.
Her golden gaze watched her clanmates peacefully as she waited, waited for the sun to rise further and her fireball of a hunting partner to arrive. The she-cat didn't fight the lovely expression that found her as she looked after the camp. She nodded kindly to her fellow warriors passing, offered encouraging glances to the busy apprentices and softly watched the kits playing just steps from the nursery. Her feathery tail laid carefully over her paws, ears tuning out the hum of her clan in full swing for the day. Sparrowlily's mind was quiet, content, only the happy beat of her heart to listen to as the sun hit its peak. Pigeonfang must have been busy with his own duties this morning, but he'd be along soon and they'd be off on their own.
MothClan | Warrior | She-Cat | 19 Moons | Heterosexual
Sparrowlily woke with a smile on her face and the warmth of her sleepy dreams still holding her. She had to settle the butterfly's in her stomach as she stretched to prepare for the dawn patrol. Sunhigh, tomorrow. Today was the day and she found herself more excited now as she grew addicted to this feeling Pigeonfang stirred in her chest. The little warrior thought her duties would laze by slowly as she anticipated their hunting trip, but they breezed past. Her especially cheery attitude made the border patrol less stressful than usual for her and she enjoyed the warmth of the waking sun on her fluffy bronze pelt. She still hadn't seen the fiery orange tom she was expecting by the time she completed her duties so Sparrowlily found herself a quiet spot in the clearing to sit.
Her golden gaze watched her clanmates peacefully as she waited, waited for the sun to rise further and her fireball of a hunting partner to arrive. The she-cat didn't fight the lovely expression that found her as she looked after the camp. She nodded kindly to her fellow warriors passing, offered encouraging glances to the busy apprentices and softly watched the kits playing just steps from the nursery. Her feathery tail laid carefully over her paws, ears tuning out the hum of her clan in full swing for the day. Sparrowlily's mind was quiet, content, only the happy beat of her heart to listen to as the sun hit its peak. Pigeonfang must have been busy with his own duties this morning, but he'd be along soon and they'd be off on their own.
