by the .:grace:. of the fire & the /flames/ | tagged Apr 3, 2020 20:03:37 GMT -6 wish and Egotistic like this
Post by Annie on Apr 3, 2020 20:03:37 GMT -6
Windpaw shuffled in her nest uncomfortably, blinking heavily against the sharp sunlight streaming into the den. She grumbled under her breath as she rose from her disheveled nest, her thick fur particularly knotted from a night of tossing and turning. She spent the night for the first time guarding alongside her mentor. And Windpaw had very quickly decided night time operations sucked.
Despite being exhausted, the deep, cool embrace of sleep had eluded her. She’d spent the majority of the rest of her morning tossing and turning, stuck between fitful sleep and drowsy awareness.
Windpaw worked at a nasty tangle on her chest, digging her teeth in and pulling sharply at the knot. She winced when it came free with a sharp pain and then proceeded to do a quick groom. She worked at her fur with vigor, pulling out the snares and snags of her winter coat shedding out. But being Windpaw, she quickly grew frustrated with her own thick fur and gave up. She’d work on grooming herself later when she was better rested and had eaten.
The thought of food made the apprentice’s stomach let out a ravenous complaint. She glanced at the clearing, ears twitching. It wasn’t yet sunhigh, so most of the morning patrols were still out and about. No one would expect Windpaw to be up so early after her first grueling night shift.
Windpaw slipped from her den and proceeded to the fresh kill pile, already feeling her skin heat even more under the scant sunshine cutting through the trees. She picked at the pile of fresh kill, none of which was all that pleasing as it appeared the first hunting patrols of that morning had yet to return. She settled on a cold, stiff shrew, tearing through the tiny body with gusto. She’d go hunting for something else more filling later.
“Ugh,” Windpaw growled, scratching at her chin. “First things first. Find the nearest river and soak. It’s so hot.”
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