Post by Crimsonheart on Jul 28, 2008 17:06:31 GMT -5
Crimsonheart sat in the center of camp. Her blue eyes scanning the camp, watching for anything different or unusal. She licked her off-white paw and drew over her ear a couple times then put it down. Wrapping her tail nicely around her paws she let her gaze rest on the Apprentice's Den. She had loved her apprentice days, although her best friend died during those times. Cimsonheart shifted her gaze to the Leader's Den. She smiled as she though that one day she'd be the Leader. "I wonder what I'd be doing now if Frostpaw was still alive." the she-cat wondered aloud. Sighing, she smiled and looked at the sky. A cloud in her eyes shaped itself into her best friend Frostpaw. It waved it's tail then turned back into a normal puffy white cloud.
