Post by .:neptune< on Jul 5, 2006 10:52:18 GMT -5
(story continued from the bio "Hawkfeather of SpiderClan")
Hawkfeather sat outside the warriors den. She was still shaking, and the sweat that clung to her pelt like sap to a tree didn't help at all. She hated that feeling. She frantically began to clean her fur. First the face, then the legs, and then the flank. That's the order that she has always cleaned her pelt in. When she finished, she was still shaking. Even with the sun on her back, turning her fur a bright gold, she still was freezing cold. Her teeth were chattering and her ears were drawn to her head. She lay there for awhile, shaking and shivering, with no clue why. Maybe I'll go for a run, she thought. But she stayed where she was as if she were frozen to the ground.
Hawkfeather sat outside the warriors den. She was still shaking, and the sweat that clung to her pelt like sap to a tree didn't help at all. She hated that feeling. She frantically began to clean her fur. First the face, then the legs, and then the flank. That's the order that she has always cleaned her pelt in. When she finished, she was still shaking. Even with the sun on her back, turning her fur a bright gold, she still was freezing cold. Her teeth were chattering and her ears were drawn to her head. She lay there for awhile, shaking and shivering, with no clue why. Maybe I'll go for a run, she thought. But she stayed where she was as if she were frozen to the ground.
