Post by {.dancer.} on May 10, 2008 13:07:46 GMT -6
Storm was laying in a pile of sweet-smelling hay, washing his ears. Though his physical form was in the barn, his mental self was drifting on the warm newleaf breeze towards a territory that was not his own... a territory that belonged to his friend.
Maybe I should go and visit Brightstar Storm thought. His mind returned to his physical self, and the tom sat up. Yes, that's a good idea. I haven't seen her in moons, because of leaf-bare... Nodding, the tom got to his paws and leapt down from the top of his haystack to the barn floor.
After leaving the large wooden building, Storm began to trot towards the TreeClan border.
(to be continued in the TreeClan territory...)
Maybe I should go and visit Brightstar Storm thought. His mind returned to his physical self, and the tom sat up. Yes, that's a good idea. I haven't seen her in moons, because of leaf-bare... Nodding, the tom got to his paws and leapt down from the top of his haystack to the barn floor.
After leaving the large wooden building, Storm began to trot towards the TreeClan border.
(to be continued in the TreeClan territory...)
