Post by White on Jan 11, 2012 18:17:46 GMT -6
Havenheart glanced around in the camp, the soft hum of the river flowed not to far away and the meows of gossip throughout camp warmed her. She padded to the far end of camp where the nursery was located as she slipped underneath the protected moss and bracken, trapping warmth and blocking danger, outside. She looked at the two pelts of fur, the beautiful striped tabby, Sourkit, and the warmly golden colored fur of her adopted kit Goldenkit. She bent low to sniff the patch of fur and prodded him lightly with her nose who squealed pitifully in return and tried to bat her muzzle out of the way to which he rudely turned over. Havenheart smiled and picked up Goldenkit by the scruff, him kicking and swiping at the air in front of the gray she-cat.
Her fur bounced happily up and down and her tail was flat outward as she placed him gently in the center of camp just as the sun rose upon the thick forests on Thunderclan territory. She looked down at the kit who stumbled and looked up at his mother with wide eyes, begging to go back into the little shelter from the cold. Havenheart's voice was like honey as she whispered smoothly to him, " Go on, go play," She chuckled and looked around for any cat to join her. She just sat down and let him stay within her line of sight, Havenheart stealing a glance or two at him now and then.
Her fur bounced happily up and down and her tail was flat outward as she placed him gently in the center of camp just as the sun rose upon the thick forests on Thunderclan territory. She looked down at the kit who stumbled and looked up at his mother with wide eyes, begging to go back into the little shelter from the cold. Havenheart's voice was like honey as she whispered smoothly to him, " Go on, go play," She chuckled and looked around for any cat to join her. She just sat down and let him stay within her line of sight, Havenheart stealing a glance or two at him now and then.
