Post by Frostfox on Apr 28, 2008 21:19:17 GMT -5
Sunlight shone down into the ThunderClan hollow. Frostfox padded in through the thorn entrance and put the squirrel that he had caught on the fresh-kill pile. Glancing up at Heatherstar's den, Frostfox felt sadness welling in his heart. Climbing the Highledge, he walked into his mate's den and curled up in her nest, inhaling her stale scent. "Oh, Heatherstar," he mewed. "Where are you?"
