Post by Shmifty on Jul 27, 2009 8:55:27 GMT -5
Mosspaw, the young medicine cat apprentice, walked out of the medicine cats den. She had been helping Smokestream sort herbs all day, and it got a little monotonous at times. Her gray pelt shined dully, as if reflecting her thoughts, and she looked around the clearing. There weren't very many cats out for the season, though there would be less if it was colder out. Her shining green eyes digested her surroundings, looking for a cat to play with. Even a kit would be fine. She just wanted some fun. Hopefully she would get it. Maybe, that is.