Post by .:Rippledstream:. on Dec 13, 2008 20:28:05 GMT -5
Rippledstream sat, her tabby pelt buffered by the wind. She had her back hunched as she waited for Hawkstar. They needed to talk. Her father had been made leader and she hadn't had the oppertunity to offer him her congrats yet. He'd been so busy. But she knew she'd need to wait for him to return from the patrol to tell him. Her blue eyes watched the horizon, waiting for him.
