Thinking (Anyone can join)

[dovewing]

Dovewing sat in her den, looking farther away than usual. Her eyes were not entirely there, but the sky blue eyes had a story to tell. She shifted uncomfortably, wishing someone would interrupt her deep thought and worry. Her pelt glowed in the pale light in the den,

[dovewing]

Dovewing sighed and heaved herself up. The silver tabby padded out of her den, feeling hungry. She should hunt some. It wouldn't be a hunting patrol, so she could eat while she was out, and bring food back to the Clan.

[burntfoot]

burntfoot strolled quietly into the warriors den looking to get some sleep. then he saw dovewing in the back of the den. whats wrong he asked akwardly?

[bmgreene]

"Oh, nothing," she replied tensely, Burnfoot knew that SOMETHING wrong but he just dipped his head in respect and left Dovewing to go to the fresh-kill pile.

[angelkit]

Angelkit was looks at Dovewing as she went near the fresh-kill pile

[burntfoot]

fernwhisker padded in to the warriors den and asked quietly what can i do to help.

[fireheart]

Well......Said dovewing,my foster mother is getting really old(dovewings voice starts to shake) i think she might die soon.

[//Diamonte . x]

Diamonleaf padded into the warriors den, not really listing to the conversation all around her since it was one of sorrow. She shrugged non-comiitantly as she lay down and yawned, streching out and hitting Burnfoot with her claws. She drew back quickly.

"Oh, I'm ver sorry Burnfoot." she said quickly.

[burntfoot]

Its all right Burntfoot said. Who are you he asked as he repadded the soft moss into place and layed back down and curled up.

[//Diamonte . x]

"My name is Diamondleaf." she said simply. Not knowing what to say next she looked up and then said something she knew would strike off a freindly conversation.
"So, is there anything really interesting going on right now?"

[burntfoot]

"Other than shadowclan being here nothing," Burntfoot said stretching and getting up. "Would either of you like some fresh kill?"

[//Diamonte . x]

Diamondelaf sat up quickly.

"ShadowClan is here? What on earth? What's going on?" she asked.

[&&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò]]

[/b] A growl came from the back of the Den. The Warriors Den was perfect enough for the tortoiseshell tom's fur. Completely black. The only part that showed was his blood colored paws, revealed by the sunlight. His red eyes gleamed in the darkness, squinted. Deathfire wasn't intentinally wanting to be here. He was curious on why he hadn't seen Dreamcloud out yet. For nearly two or three months he had not seen a trace of the Queen. He sat with his tail wrapped around his red back paws and sighed. He wondered how much longer he would be here for. They have only been here for atleast two moons. Perhaphs more. He hissed at the she-cat. He was becoming irritated, even though the she-cat was only there for less than a minute.

[Dove, your post must be atleast 3 sentances long. Same with you two, Burntfoot and Angelkit.][/ul][/size]

[&&Ðяëāmÿ[ðòñò]]