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Post by Kat on Dec 9, 2012 22:01:38 GMT -5
Adderfur sighed as he pulled himself out of nest. The ginger tom had been having a lovely dream about Heatherbreeze, and their kits. All of them together again. It still brought a lump to the tom's stomach as he woke up and realized she was still dead. With a few quick tongue strokes the tom fixed up his pelt. Stepping carefully around sleeping forms the ginger tom emerged from the den.
The sun was just peeking over the horizon, and Adderfur gave the sleepy camp a customary glance over. Everything seemed well, and he would guess the dawn patrol had just left. He spared the nursery a few extra seconds a lump still in his throat from his dream of his dead mate. He sighed again shaking it off. He'd have to go see the kits later. Seeing them reminded him he still have a piece of their mother, and he had to do everything to protect them. The tom carefully edged across the clearing to the apprentice's den. He had a plan today to train his apprentice, Flarepaw, and intended them to set off now before the heat of the day set in.
Arriving at the entrance her stuck his head inside. "Flarepaw!" He hissed quiwtly into the darkness.
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