Post by betsy on Feb 7, 2008 2:37:50 GMT -5
Little Bluepaw panicked around the apprentices den, the walls were spinning round and round continuously, making the young she-cats stomach feel a gentle punch in the stomach and and firm kick at her tiny head. She soared through the small amount of space in the den that belonged to apprentices. Her legs kicked off the ground every two seconds, her tail flowed behind her and Bluepaws face bobbed up and down several times. Bluepaw began to slow down and collapsed onto the brown walls exhausted and dizzy. "Must find forest," Bluepaw spoke to herself and rose to her paws. Bluepaw attacked the thick walls as if they were her greatest enemies. The she-cat fired her right paw at the wall, dirt crumbled, rolling down the wall and meeting the floor which was a brown dirt carpet. Dirt crumbled down every second as the apprentice continued to ambush the wall. Soon her paws were pretty murky, muddy and absolutely muddy but little Bluepaw didn't mind what she gives herself.
"Take that mutant monster," the young she-cat was surprised of her words and was quite imaginative. Bluepaw had developed small awkward holes in the dirt walls after attacking the walls which she imagined to be gigantic, mutant monsters.
White dots were sprinkled from the gloomy clouds, Bluepaw began to stop and slow down hitting the wall as she gazed at the white, glittering flakes falling lightly. Her legs carried her towards the centre and snow began to melt into her fur. A flake landed on her black nose, she stared at it then licked her nose. Bluepaws imagination faded away as she was pulled into the snow falling from the clouds. As more snow melted into her blue fur, she began to shiver but continued gazing at the snow in awe.
"Take that mutant monster," the young she-cat was surprised of her words and was quite imaginative. Bluepaw had developed small awkward holes in the dirt walls after attacking the walls which she imagined to be gigantic, mutant monsters.
White dots were sprinkled from the gloomy clouds, Bluepaw began to stop and slow down hitting the wall as she gazed at the white, glittering flakes falling lightly. Her legs carried her towards the centre and snow began to melt into her fur. A flake landed on her black nose, she stared at it then licked her nose. Bluepaws imagination faded away as she was pulled into the snow falling from the clouds. As more snow melted into her blue fur, she began to shiver but continued gazing at the snow in awe.