Post by sunflare on Nov 22, 2009 19:29:50 GMT -5
Sagewhisker flicked her tail back and forth as she sat in the elders den. She wanted this!?! Yes she was old, she could admit that, but there was simply nothing to do in the elders den. It was driving her crazy. What would she give to return to her life as a warrior. Have the old strength she once did. To hunt, to fight, in the name of her clan. Not to be coped up like some fat pigeon on a nest. A low rumbling growl escaped her chest as impatience swelled inside her. Could she possibly be more bored? She glanced over at her den mate to make sure her stirring didn't wake him. She had to admit that if she had to be an elder it was a relief to share her den with a cat like Brownfoot and not a crabby old cat whose sentience started with "Back in my day..." She sighed as she realized that if she wasn't careful that is how she would end up.