Post by Deleted on Feb 10, 2014 4:40:12 GMT
snowkit was in the shaman den, gazing at the dwindling stack of herbs.
the shaman den was where she spent most of her time those days.
it was her happy place, in a way; herbs were her bread and butter.
the pure white she-cat got to her paws and let out a long yawn
and arched her back in a stretch. it was early in the morning, you
see, so snowkit was rather tired. she blinked the sleep out of her
aqua hued oculars and stepped out of the den and out into the
skyclan clearing.
she took a deep breath in; the crisp morning air was cool
and refreshing. it filled her up with a new found energy
and caused a smile to bloom upon her maw. she tilted
her chin and fixed her bright blue gaze on the light
gray sky. little flecks of white descended from the
heavens and began to carpet the earth with a cold,
fluffy blanket of snow. she lowered her gaze once more,
and called out timidly; "h-hello? w-would anyone
l-like to go herb h-hunting with m-me?" she meowed,
raising her voice to a little bit above a whisper. for
snowkit, that's improvement.
