Post by Glyph on Jun 15, 2009 18:57:50 GMT -8
Redwing was wandering, just wandering. The tom had been gone for hours, but he didn't give it much thought. There was little to do anyway, so it wasn't like he was going to be missed.
"I wonder where my apprentice has run off to." He murmured aloud, just to hear his own voice. Still, his tail drooped when there was no reply. Silence greeted him eagerly, an old friend. Sighing quietly, Redwing continued on. He looked worn, defeated, though he was still fighting, always fighting.
Thoughts wandering as much as he was, the ginger and white warrior didn't take any notice to where he was until a brier caught in his fur, and he looked up with a start.
He'd ambled all the way to the Dry Fields, almost to the edge of the territory. Confusion spilling from his eyes, he whirled around, only to realize that he'd ended up in front of the old fox den he and Bristlefur had discovered a while back.
"I wonder where my apprentice has run off to." He murmured aloud, just to hear his own voice. Still, his tail drooped when there was no reply. Silence greeted him eagerly, an old friend. Sighing quietly, Redwing continued on. He looked worn, defeated, though he was still fighting, always fighting.
Thoughts wandering as much as he was, the ginger and white warrior didn't take any notice to where he was until a brier caught in his fur, and he looked up with a start.
He'd ambled all the way to the Dry Fields, almost to the edge of the territory. Confusion spilling from his eyes, he whirled around, only to realize that he'd ended up in front of the old fox den he and Bristlefur had discovered a while back.
