Post by Grayfoot on Apr 25, 2009 17:48:07 GMT -5
Name: Grayfoot
Age: 27 Moons
Gender: Female
Clan: EmberClan
Position Auditioning for: Med. Cat
Appearence: Long haired white cat with gray eyes and gray paws and gray tipped tail
Personality: Grayfoot is very gentle and kind, and friendly to everyone.
Mate: None
Grayfoot stepped into her den and let out a sigh. It had been a long day. Browngrass had gotton greencough, and he was getting worse. Grayfoot lay down and tried to sleep, but it wouldn't come. She listened to Browngrass's wheezing as he slept, and sat upright. She had to do something. She climbed back out of her den and sat next to the young warrior, stroking his pelt with her tail. She had been going to get catmint from the twoleg farm, but a frost hit, and killed it all. Then it struck her. She hadn't checked her stores yet! She jumped up and ran into her den. The sweet smell of herbs hit her senses, but none of them were catmint. She nosed every pile, just in case, but there was none. She bowed her head. There was nothing she could do. She went back out into the clearing and stared at the stars. Then her gaze was drwn down to a strange cat sitting on a fallen tree at the top of the hollow. She gasped as she recognized Barkclaw, her dead mentor. She jumped up to the tree, but Barkclaw had disiappeared. She looked at the tree. Of course! She kept extra herbs in the tree in case of a flood! She nosed the herbs inside. Catmint!
Age: 27 Moons
Gender: Female
Clan: EmberClan
Position Auditioning for: Med. Cat
Appearence: Long haired white cat with gray eyes and gray paws and gray tipped tail
Personality: Grayfoot is very gentle and kind, and friendly to everyone.
Mate: None
Grayfoot stepped into her den and let out a sigh. It had been a long day. Browngrass had gotton greencough, and he was getting worse. Grayfoot lay down and tried to sleep, but it wouldn't come. She listened to Browngrass's wheezing as he slept, and sat upright. She had to do something. She climbed back out of her den and sat next to the young warrior, stroking his pelt with her tail. She had been going to get catmint from the twoleg farm, but a frost hit, and killed it all. Then it struck her. She hadn't checked her stores yet! She jumped up and ran into her den. The sweet smell of herbs hit her senses, but none of them were catmint. She nosed every pile, just in case, but there was none. She bowed her head. There was nothing she could do. She went back out into the clearing and stared at the stars. Then her gaze was drwn down to a strange cat sitting on a fallen tree at the top of the hollow. She gasped as she recognized Barkclaw, her dead mentor. She jumped up to the tree, but Barkclaw had disiappeared. She looked at the tree. Of course! She kept extra herbs in the tree in case of a flood! She nosed the herbs inside. Catmint!
