Post by Dragon on Feb 15, 2009 18:28:47 GMT -5
Thymetongue delicately padded through the belly high snow. His teeth were clenched against the biting cold that seemed to be seeping through his winter pelt. With deep snarl of indignation he leaped onto the trunk of a pine tree and climbed to the closest branch which also had snow on it.
He scowled down at the snowy ground. His tracks were clear in the thick snow and he shook his head vaguely. His paws were freezing, and his fur was clumped together with snow. The brown tom growled and stood warily on the branch.
No herb with the will to live would even bother to grow in this ice fortress. The medicine cat narrowed his near to black eyes, and scanned the sparkling surface of the ice. He had to give credit where credit was due, it was a beautiful thing to look at, but also terrible in its own sense.
Thymetongue shifted his weight and he ruefully leaped back into the snow. He shuddered at the cold ice touched him again. He headed in the direction of the lake. He was hopeful that he might be able to find something there with their supplies so low during this season.
He scowled down at the snowy ground. His tracks were clear in the thick snow and he shook his head vaguely. His paws were freezing, and his fur was clumped together with snow. The brown tom growled and stood warily on the branch.
No herb with the will to live would even bother to grow in this ice fortress. The medicine cat narrowed his near to black eyes, and scanned the sparkling surface of the ice. He had to give credit where credit was due, it was a beautiful thing to look at, but also terrible in its own sense.
Thymetongue shifted his weight and he ruefully leaped back into the snow. He shuddered at the cold ice touched him again. He headed in the direction of the lake. He was hopeful that he might be able to find something there with their supplies so low during this season.
