|
|
Post by shiningheart on Aug 2, 2012 18:08:07 GMT -5
Dawn: a time of calm and quiet. The sun is rising, the birds are chirping, and cats were just beginning to wake. In one little corner of WindClan's camp, a queen and her kits slept on. Lilyshine's breath eased in and out of her lungs, her sides rising and falling steadily. It would soon be time for her and her family to wake, and then the Clan could pretty much kiss it's peace good-bye.
The ginger queen rustled herself and slowly, blearily, opened her eyes. Lilyshine wrinkled her nose and sneezed softly before sitting up and batting at her muzzle. There was a bit off moss stuck at the end of her nose, and it was tickling her nostrils. Lilyshine shook her head and it fell off, right in front of her kits. She purred softly at the sight of her two children curled up together, and wondered if she and Ivythorn had ever looked that cute together. She doubted it.
Lilyshine turned away from her kits and left the nursery to breath in the fresh-air. To her, the wind felt the best at dawn, with the slight chill in the air that the sun would burn away soon. Looking around, she saw that no one else was out yet. That was fine with her. She could have her breakfast in peace. The queen padded across the clearing to the fresh-kill pile and pulled out a rabbit. |
|
