by The Kingpin » Thu Jun 17, 2010 9:44 pm
after several minutes of boredom Nightclaw stood, stretching. "I need something to do...I'm gonna go see if Coldeyes has anyone planned for the next patrol" he meowed as he glanced over at his sister. and with that, the tom walked off, occasionally flexing his claws and digging them into the earth every now and again as he went, loosening up...
Wraith by this point had reached the entrance of the camp. entering, he looked around, noting Coldeyes, Hawkclaw, Robinflight, Heatherpelt and his son in his immediate sight, the medicine den a distance away, Wraith guessing the rogues were undoubtedly either in there, or in the nursery, though the latter was very unlikely assuming they were rogues. Wraith looked over his shoulder at his mate, giving Shadelight a smile before heading into the camp to find out what had occured in his absence...
"Ah yes, organised chaos. the sign of a clever but ever-busy mind. To the perpetrator, a carefully woven web of belongings and intrigue, but to the bystander? Madness!"
–William Beckett, Lore of Leyuna RPG