Post by Perch.´ on Jun 15, 2022 15:26:54 GMT
YarrowFeather trotted in the warriors den. She slowed down when she almost stepped on someones tail.
Her eyes locked on the nest she made in the edge of the den. She liked her nest, no, she loved it. It was like a safe place where she could return every time she needed to.
Her brain was thinking about every cat in the den at the moment, how likely she did something to annoy them, how she could maybe by some chance get them to not be angry at her. I haven ´ t done anything bad yet, so stop worrying, everything ´ s okay and you can sleep and have a great conversation! Though i don ´ t want to start one with anyone random, they would yell at me, oh what am i thinking? She thought settling in her nest. Her nest was nice and soft, except for the part that she had thorns in her pelt and now her nest. Oh how could she be so forgetful?
She sat up and started to take the thorn from her pelt. I probably look like a mouse-brain. She didn ´ t mind looking stupid when she was with her friends or cats she knew were friendly. She knew ThunderClan was pretty friendly but how could she be sure of all cats ever?
She kept her eyes down in her pelt that was filled with thorns. She took them and placed them near her nest but not in it because she did not need anymore thorns in there. "Ouch..Owh.." She complained every time she took a thorn from her pelt, they were all the way in her skin and it was really painful (to her). She took a thorn again but this time in the middle of the air she let go and started licking the place where the thorn had been. Little did she know that the thorn fell in someone else´s nest.
Her eyes locked on the nest she made in the edge of the den. She liked her nest, no, she loved it. It was like a safe place where she could return every time she needed to.
Her brain was thinking about every cat in the den at the moment, how likely she did something to annoy them, how she could maybe by some chance get them to not be angry at her. I haven ´ t done anything bad yet, so stop worrying, everything ´ s okay and you can sleep and have a great conversation! Though i don ´ t want to start one with anyone random, they would yell at me, oh what am i thinking? She thought settling in her nest. Her nest was nice and soft, except for the part that she had thorns in her pelt and now her nest. Oh how could she be so forgetful?
She sat up and started to take the thorn from her pelt. I probably look like a mouse-brain. She didn ´ t mind looking stupid when she was with her friends or cats she knew were friendly. She knew ThunderClan was pretty friendly but how could she be sure of all cats ever?
She kept her eyes down in her pelt that was filled with thorns. She took them and placed them near her nest but not in it because she did not need anymore thorns in there. "Ouch..Owh.." She complained every time she took a thorn from her pelt, they were all the way in her skin and it was really painful (to her). She took a thorn again but this time in the middle of the air she let go and started licking the place where the thorn had been. Little did she know that the thorn fell in someone else´s nest.
