Post by moody on Jun 28, 2007 13:40:20 GMT -5
Brightmoon snorted all rest of the night. She doesn't earn her enough sleep because of her sick paitents need her help. She finally slept; but until the dawn soon draws...Brightmoon's whiskers twitched and her tongue sticks out. The dawn light makes her eyes blinked open. She peeks at the light of dawn sun. She growled softly, too tired to move, but she is strong enough to stand up. She streched in her favorite spot then yawned. She wriggled her nose from the horrible scent of the yarrow. She sighed, giving the herbs to her sick paitents then she padded up outside of her den, waiting for two warriors to come to her. She almost fall asleep but a bee make her wake up. She shook her head in confusion, but she soon remembers why she stand there. She looked around, her tail shifted in her tiny black paws. Soon she saw Ironeye coming toward to her. She smiled at him, "Well, good morning, Ironeye! So are you ready for the journey?"
Ironeye yawned for a second then meowed, "Yes. I am ready. Can you give me the herbs now?"
Brightmoon meowed, "Of course." She padded back into her den to take some traveling herbs then she comes back. She gave Ironeye two green herbs. It tastes foul but smells good to her.
Ironeye chewed off the herbs then meowed to Brightmoon, "When will Whitewing come?"
Brightmoon took her traveling herbs then meowed, "I don't know, but he will come. I promise."
Ironeye narrowed his brows. He looks like he don't think that Whitewing will come, he is tooooo tired and kinda weak. That is his option. He respected for an elder she-cat medicine cat; supported her. He sat there, waiting for Whitewing to come.
Ironeye yawned for a second then meowed, "Yes. I am ready. Can you give me the herbs now?"
Brightmoon meowed, "Of course." She padded back into her den to take some traveling herbs then she comes back. She gave Ironeye two green herbs. It tastes foul but smells good to her.
Ironeye chewed off the herbs then meowed to Brightmoon, "When will Whitewing come?"
Brightmoon took her traveling herbs then meowed, "I don't know, but he will come. I promise."
Ironeye narrowed his brows. He looks like he don't think that Whitewing will come, he is tooooo tired and kinda weak. That is his option. He respected for an elder she-cat medicine cat; supported her. He sat there, waiting for Whitewing to come.
