Post by Only for Howlingleaf on May 27, 2007 15:05:13 GMT -5
"Howlingleaf? Howlingleaf, where are you?" asked a golden tabby with a white under-belly, Honeybird. She padded forwards the warrior's den, looked in. There was no sign of Howlingleaf. All the warrior's in the WindClan's warrior's den had been sleeping, nobody flinched or moved. They were all dreaming. I wish I could sleep.... thought Honeybird. They were running low on fresk-kill and she knew everyone in all dens were hungry. She stocked over to the fresh-kill pile.... nothing. Nothing was in the fresh-kill pile.
"Howlingleaf? Howlingleaf?" she called one last time. No answer. I guess I could get a little bit of sleep... she thought. She walked of to the warrior's den, lied down in the moss bedding and thought, Wait... if I go to sleep then what will Howlingleaf do? I was calling him. What about WindClan? Will they go hungry? She scratched her head with one back paw. She got up from where she rested, and sat in front of the clan entrance.... She whispered, "Come on Howlingleaf... if we don't go and hunt what about the Clan? What will they do Howlingleaf?"
"Howlingleaf? Howlingleaf?" she called one last time. No answer. I guess I could get a little bit of sleep... she thought. She walked of to the warrior's den, lied down in the moss bedding and thought, Wait... if I go to sleep then what will Howlingleaf do? I was calling him. What about WindClan? Will they go hungry? She scratched her head with one back paw. She got up from where she rested, and sat in front of the clan entrance.... She whispered, "Come on Howlingleaf... if we don't go and hunt what about the Clan? What will they do Howlingleaf?"