by Hopeflower » Sun May 09, 2010 10:14 pm
Hawkclaw settled into a crouch on the bank after making sure that her shadow wasn't falling over the water's surface. Not far from her, Lightstorm was motionless, his amber eyes trained intently on the stream as he willed every muscle in his body to stay completely still. The dark brown tabby she-cat carefully half-extended one white paw, watching for the flicker of movement that betrayed the presence of a fish.
Auburnpelt reached up with her forepaws to rest them against the trunk of a young maple tree. Scratch marks crossed and recrossed the tree's bark, and her ears twitched as her deep blue eyes traced each set. The tree was far enough from the Twoleg halfbridge that she was sure this had once been part of RiverClan's territory. Her scent lingered here, in the scratches and the leaf litter. She still held the hope that a former Clan cat would see the scratches and recognize the smell of her former Clan. But...she was sure her ThunderClan scent had faded with time. Maybe it just smelled like a random cat trying to get attention by now. She felt her eyes narrow. She wouldn't give up...she'd keep trying. Eventually, someone from the collapsd Clans was bound to find her. With new determination, Auburnpelt unsheathed her claws and scored them down the trunk of the tree. The message she hoped to get across was, I was here. I am a former Clan cat who lives near this place. Come find me if you're a fellow survivor. If you're looking for a fight, my claws are this sharp. Don't mess with me! Once the scratches seemed long enough, the dark ginger she-cat dropped back to all four paws and started for the lakeshore at a brisk pace.
"Gotta have a little sadness once in a while so you know when the good times come."
"Talent is a pursued interest. In other words, anything that you're willing to practice, you can do." ~ Bob Ross
"The future is always uncertain and painful but it must be lived." ~ Unknown