Post by ++Blue++ on Nov 1, 2008 14:44:39 GMT -5
The fields glowed gold as the setting sun shone on them. Each little breath of wind sent a ripple through the grass, making it look like waves. Birds hastened to chirp before the sun set and they went to sleep, letting the owls and bats come out.
A lone figure was sitting on the top of a sloping hill, facing the wind. His pelt bent backwards as the wind tickled his face. The tom stretched and watched the sun make it's way across the red sky.
This was what he liked. Peace and quiet, away from the chattering voices of the Clan. Nobody was around to tell him what to do or where to go. It was as if the tom was the only living being in the world.
The tom, known as Smokeface, lazily shot out a paw to catch a curious mouse. He killed it quickly and gve thanks to StarClan before eating it. Smokeface licked his whiskers clean and continued to watch the sun.
A lone figure was sitting on the top of a sloping hill, facing the wind. His pelt bent backwards as the wind tickled his face. The tom stretched and watched the sun make it's way across the red sky.
This was what he liked. Peace and quiet, away from the chattering voices of the Clan. Nobody was around to tell him what to do or where to go. It was as if the tom was the only living being in the world.
The tom, known as Smokeface, lazily shot out a paw to catch a curious mouse. He killed it quickly and gve thanks to StarClan before eating it. Smokeface licked his whiskers clean and continued to watch the sun.
