Post by Phoenixpaw on Aug 20, 2005 9:31:25 GMT -5
Pheonixkit's reddish fur was a blurr of leaf-fall coloring as she made her way across the Moorelans of WindClan territory. A Black form was buffeted by the wind next to her. The kit was near apprentaceship, although she knew she would never be a proper warrior. Vivid memories of the talks she had had with Dragonheart and Windstorm filled her brain... her oppertunities were less than troubbled.
She shook herself, her firey red eye was full of life, dancing in her new world. Her blind eye however hung there as lifeless as ever. with a twitch of her tail she saw the mishapen form of a camp arising. "Look!" she mewed beginning to limp faster. "Is that... 'Ollowheart is that the WindCwan camp?" she asked, knowing it could be her new home. She had come to a stop with Hollow just at the entrance, and a wind had blown her over. "Is it awyas so windy?" she c o c k e d her head again. "Do we go-in?"
She shook herself, her firey red eye was full of life, dancing in her new world. Her blind eye however hung there as lifeless as ever. with a twitch of her tail she saw the mishapen form of a camp arising. "Look!" she mewed beginning to limp faster. "Is that... 'Ollowheart is that the WindCwan camp?" she asked, knowing it could be her new home. She had come to a stop with Hollow just at the entrance, and a wind had blown her over. "Is it awyas so windy?" she c o c k e d her head again. "Do we go-in?"
