Post by Snickerdoodle on Sept 16, 2008 7:36:10 GMT -5
Stonestream, the Emberclan elder lay in the elders den grooming his fur. It was very lonely;there were no other Emberlcan elders. he peeered through the branches to see the cats milling around the heart of the camp. He saw apprentices scuffling and warrior bringing fresh-kill to restock to fresh-kill pile. Stonestream yawned. He was old and tired, and full of stories of the life had lived. He wished someone would come talk to him...
