Post by ZEPHYR on Jul 29, 2007 18:51:26 GMT -5
Zephyrstar wandered around the border. He was alone this time, because everybody else was running around in a frenzy. WindClan was becoming very chaotic recently; with the hard decisions of mentors, and who had to double up, then there was the fact that every single warrior--whether they were ready or not--had to mentor an apprentice; sometimes it was really hard. But he could never have anyone outside of the Clan knowing all of WindClan's troubles. There would be other Clans trying to take over their territory, which was already a problem...how come unsolved problems seem to make more problems out of themselves?
In his fog, the gray leader tripped. With a little grunt he stood up and shook the dirt off his pelt. A little paranoid gaze clouded his eyes, searching for any cat who could have seen his fall. But soon his troubled expression formed into a small smile. He was always taught to laugh a little at his mistakes when it was appropriate. He comtinued along the border when a small animal's scent caught his attention. A small vole was scurrying along the edge of the stream. He automatically crouched down into a hunting position before he realized that the vole was on the wrong side of the stream.
For a second, the thought of stealing prey still lingered in his mind. He stayed low to the ground for many moments after he realized that that prey he had scented did not belong to WindClan. A breeze calmly and gently ruffled his long gray fur, and an uncertainess glowered in his eyes. It was wrong, and he was a leader, but some sense of desire and rebellious passion flowed through him and--if just for a second--he was ready to go against the warrior code and steal that vole. Thoughts were racing through his head so fast that when he finally made up his mind, the vole had already wandered away.
