“Why are we playing at night?” Pebblekit asked, trying and failing to trudge up to his mother’s side. “ThunderClan’s warriors are some of the best trackers in all the Forest. “When we’re playing Camp Escape, we are,” Bluestorm said softly.
“Are we allowed to go out this far?” Mosskit chimed in, her tiny voice chattering. “We’re so far from Camp,” Fogkit mewled anxiously. Instead she had them walk behind her, sheltered from the worst of it all. At first she had the kits walk ahead of her, to watch for signs of freezing, but the wind was too hard on them. It was difficult, with the snow buffeting against their faces. She beckoned them with her tail and started the arduous journey. The kits stared at her, their eyes trusting. My smallest kit, Bluestorm lamented, how I wish I could go with you. “When will the game be over?” Mosskit asked, already shuddering.
We all are, little warrior, but in time you’ll be warmed again.” “Mama,” Pebblekit complained, “I’m cold.”īluestorm turned and pressed her face against the young tom’s, letting her warm breath cascade over his tiny, bushed pelt. Her paws were trembling already and they had only been out of camp for a few short moments - how was she going to feel when they were nearing their destination, and half the night was gone? Likely more? The cold whipped eerily against Bluestorm’s face. Stats: Published: Words: 4434 Chapters: 1/1 Comments: 2 Kudos: 12 Bookmarks: 2 Hits: 98
also longtail runningwind and mousefur dont appear by name but they ARE THERE.Larksong (Warriors - Bluestar's Prophecy).Halftail/One-eye (Warriors - ThunderClan).Rosetail & Thrushpelt (Warriors - ThunderClan).
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