Post by Dawn on Jun 26, 2013 15:23:53 GMT -5
[/color] He mewed, looking back up at the sky.
The PeakClan camp had been rather quiet since the death of Firekit. It was as though a blanket had fallen over the cats, muffling their shared sorrow. Life had continued of course, but almost as though it was a scripted play. Same thing, day in and day out. Patrols organized, prey brought in, sleep, wake, nothing different.
Wolfkit stared up at the highest point of the PeakClan camp, the main rock in which Lynxstar made her nest. Wolfkit hadn't seen the leader leave today, but he imagined she had left the camp before dawn to wander the territory alone. She'd been doing that lately. He had seen her come back soon after the dawn patrol for the past few days.
He cast his amber eyes towards the entrance to the nursery, in which his mother and sister still slept. Flurrykit had been different for a while too, but that was because of Blizzardkit. He knew they'd been close, but it was like losing two sisters in one. She'd always been an independent one, but now she was more rebellious and bold, a lot like how Blizzardkit had been. It confused him, and he didn't like it.
He sighed quietly to himself, and looked around the rest of the camp. Not much was going on, no different than usual. But he was getting bored with the same old same old. He missed Firekit as much as any cat, but he felt as though she too would hate this boring silence. "Firekit, I hope you and Blizzardkit are happier where you are than the cats here."
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