Post by Shadow on Aug 7, 2012 17:20:42 GMT -5
.Batpaw.
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'from now on until you receive your warrior name you will be known as Batpaw.'
The words, spoken by Ratstar just a few weeks ago still ring in Batpaw's ears as she enters the Elder's Den. Being new, and without much training, she was needed to help clean up around the camp. She looked around, wincing at the pungent smell of the elders. The elders had all moved out into the camp to give her room to clean and move around easier. She wadded the old, smelly nests up, and placing them at the den entrance, she returned to be sure she had not missed any. Then she took the old nests to get rid of them, and returned with fresh bedding. She formed them into nests, and replaced them where the old ones had sat. She then headed to the receive the bile used to rid the cats of the ticks who have attacked themselves. This was far worse than the nesting, but it had to be done. The small creamy cat walked slowly, doing her chores without complaint. Her small Siamese body gliding across the camp. Her large, brown ears picking up the sounds and voices around the camp.[/center][/blockquote][/blockquote]