Post by Snowstorm on Nov 17, 2007 11:43:48 GMT -5
A small grey she-cat sat on the Hollow Tree. It was apparent that she was in a foul mood for she kept grumbling to herself. Not that this was unusual for her though...Almost every cat in Waterclan knew that Greyblossom was always in a foul mood....Suddenly, a rustling sound distracted Greyblossom from her foul mood. A small vole was stumbling along nearby. The grey she-cat dropped down into a hunter's crouch and sprang at it. Her aim was off,though, and she missed, which gave the vole ample time to flee."Mousedung!" growled Greybloosom to herself."I can't do anything right today,can I?'