Post by {{SHADES on Aug 25, 2011 1:50:32 GMT -5
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Mudtail grumbled as the sun filtered into the warriors den. He hissed under his breath and rolled onto his side. As pleasant as the warm rays of the sun had been upon his golden pelt, he wanted for nothing more than to sleep longer. The sun was an awful alarm clock. He could hear his fellow clan cats waking, and shifting in the moss. Another angry hiss escaped the grumpy tom. "Would you fur balls keep it down?" He mentioned impatiently, while stretching his paws out. It took him a good five minutes, but finally he rose to his feet. Mudtail, was not happy this morning, and when Mudtail wasn't happy, the entire clan would know it. [/color]
He slowly exited the den, and like a vampire in the light, he narrowed his eyes and hissed. "Thank you, Starclan, for mornings. How I love them so..." he grumbled sarcastically as he padded out into the open. He sat beside the fresh kill pile and cleaned his pelt of any bits of moss. He flicked his ears impatiently, shifting his weight from paw to paw. Eventually, he peered over his shoulder to the apprentices den. Dammit, if he had to be up, his apprentice had to be up too.[/color]
The tom rose to his paws and trotted over to the brambles. He peered into the den, a sly and evil smirk painting his muzzle as the white she cat slept. "Whitepaw! He hissed, as loud as he possible could. "Get on your paws fur ball, we're having an early training session." A small smile of amusement replaced his evil smirk. He flicked his ears impatiently. He waited for all of thirty seconds, before he hissed loudly again, pawing the ground anxiously. "Whitepaw![/color]
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