Post by catsrule on Feb 23, 2008 19:13:46 GMT -5
Sootpaw looked down at the camp from the hill. He was thinking about assorted things as he watched the cats in the camp. Sootpaw turned away from the camp and walked aimlessly. His ears pricke with every sound as his eyes scanned the sky looking for nothing imperticular. His eyes were filled with a emotion that was mixed with boredom and unhappiness. Sootpaw wanted to avoid walking back into camp so he could avoid the looks of the others. He got many odd gazes from other apprentices since he was always grouchy and never talked to them except for an occasional harsh word. He admitted he didnt like them and was mean to them but he still didnt like the feeling of eyes burning into his pelt. He walked back to the hill and looked up at the sky. A gust of wind twirled in the air and he closed his eyes as it blew through his fur. I wish the wind blew all the time I like the feel of it Sootpaw thought. The wind could be bad at times but so could everything else.