Post by Dragon on Jul 10, 2009 16:07:45 GMT -5
Otterpaw trotted in, his brown paws plodded silently on the trodden ground. He stretched luxuriously, his sleek black pelt ruffled sightly. His hazel eyes looked on brightly as he wondered where in Starclan his mentor was.
Otterpaw groomed his pelt with a knowing smirk, his hazel eyes were clever in their own way. He was picking for a fight was a mangy dog. He shook put the edgy energy, and gritted his teeth. "I'm going hunting!" He declared, his whiskers quivering before he dashed out.
Otterpaw groomed his pelt with a knowing smirk, his hazel eyes were clever in their own way. He was picking for a fight was a mangy dog. He shook put the edgy energy, and gritted his teeth. "I'm going hunting!" He declared, his whiskers quivering before he dashed out.
