Post by swiftpath on Jan 15, 2008 23:31:10 GMT -5
Swiftkit left her littermates in the nursery and squeezed out the brambles of the entrance. She was getting bigger, and her paws were overly large for her body, as many her age. Her 6th moon had come and gone, but she still wasn't an apprentice. Tigerkit as well was 6 moons. She sat at the gorse tunnel entrance...waiting.
