Post by shinska on Aug 1, 2008 3:41:04 GMT -5
Horsetear laid in the warriors den watching things unfold around him. The young tom knew that there was no deputy for VertigoClan and he was hoping to be that deputy, but he knew that it was Lynxstar's decision and not everything would work out as planned. Horsetear then stood up and stretched. He went over to the fresh-kill pile and saw that there wasn't very much choices to choose from. Horsetear chose a mouse and sat a ways away and ate the mouse in a few famished gulps. Horsetear made a mental note to himself to go on the next hunting patrol and try to bring back some fresh-kill for the Clan. Then Horsetear started grooming his pelt to keep it cleaned and well groomed so he could impress Lynxstar and maybe the other she-cats of the Clan.
