Post by cloverleaf on Oct 17, 2009 3:48:20 GMT
The tabby tom nodded in understandment and in farewell to the russet tom. Then he himself headed over to the fresh-kill pile to grab a bite to eat first. Waterpaw had told him earlier that she would take care of taking fresh-kill to the Nursery occupants that afternoon, so he didn't have to worry about that. He quickly gobled down a mouse and after licking his muzzle and paws, headed over to the stump that was the Apprentice's Den. He slipped under the gnarled roots and found his fresh nest of moss. Dragonpaw curled into a ball and closed his eyes,falling asleep alomst immediately. He dreamt of a battle that night, one where he was the most valuable fighter in thunderClan and they won because of his skill. Everyone loved and adored him.