Bluesmoke snorted as he came limping out of the elders den. "Why does Thunderclan always ruin my nap?" he spat out at the clan warriors "Why dont you all go and teach them a lesson! Well back when i was a warrior, we would have already done that a long long time ago. You and your silly nonsense now'a days, i'll tell ya. All you young'ens thing you saw battle before. Eh! If you were as old as me, you would have seen real battles such like when i had my ol' ear split down thte middle." The old bue gray tom snorted loudly. "Darn that Windclan warrior! She just had to go all nasty on me for sneaking onto their territory" The tom let out a dry coughing laugh. "Now that was a real battle between me and that grumpy sack of rabbit chaser. Hehehe!" He coughed again "I gave her a little warning afterwards though, she went ah' chasin' her own tail right up them ol' hills." The tom always babbled on about stuff like this.
Subject: The Clearing 
Wed Aug 31, 2011 9:28 am
