Post by Gryfin and Co. on Jun 20, 2008 10:19:24 GMT -5
How far will I have to go to see them? Gryfin stalked slowly through the rocks of this new terrain, her ears twitching on full alert as she thought. The slight breeze sent ripples through her fur. She could smell other cats, many cats. This was obviously Clan territory. Good. She needed a clan. And from what the rouges murmured in their field, this particular one sounded alright.
"StoneClan, huh? Perfect name, since there's nothing else here." Gryf muttered to herself. The she-cat paused in the shadow of a large-ish boulder, resting back on her haunches and taking in the scenery. The last rays of twilight bounced off the rocks of the mountain. Purple and red shadows danced across the area, making the world beautifully surreal. Gryf sighed softly; she could learn to love it here.
Her orange-yellow eyes glinted in a passing flicker of sunlight, as she gazed round once more. The apprentice-age cat shivered, feeling especially young and alone. I just want someone to teach me to be a warrior, that's all. But is there even anyone here? She considered the landscape again, speculative and a little hesitant. Hopefully she could find someone to take her to the camp, and the Clan Leader.
~//~
Morning broke over the young she-cat, and she tentativley hunted a mouse, not wanting to trespass on Clan lands but desperatley hungry. When night began to fall again, her hopes were shattered.
With head and tail hanging low, she left the rocky areas, departing the land of the mountains to make her home in another Clan.
[[ OOC EDITEDIT: Sorry, but I am rather impatient, and really don't want to leave this character in the dust. Thanks for your time and patience. *wince* ]]
"StoneClan, huh? Perfect name, since there's nothing else here." Gryf muttered to herself. The she-cat paused in the shadow of a large-ish boulder, resting back on her haunches and taking in the scenery. The last rays of twilight bounced off the rocks of the mountain. Purple and red shadows danced across the area, making the world beautifully surreal. Gryf sighed softly; she could learn to love it here.
Her orange-yellow eyes glinted in a passing flicker of sunlight, as she gazed round once more. The apprentice-age cat shivered, feeling especially young and alone. I just want someone to teach me to be a warrior, that's all. But is there even anyone here? She considered the landscape again, speculative and a little hesitant. Hopefully she could find someone to take her to the camp, and the Clan Leader.
~//~
Morning broke over the young she-cat, and she tentativley hunted a mouse, not wanting to trespass on Clan lands but desperatley hungry. When night began to fall again, her hopes were shattered.
With head and tail hanging low, she left the rocky areas, departing the land of the mountains to make her home in another Clan.
[[ OOC EDITEDIT: Sorry, but I am rather impatient, and really don't want to leave this character in the dust. Thanks for your time and patience. *wince* ]]
