Post by Ghostkit on May 11, 2008 15:19:55 GMT -5
Did you want me to make a thread? xD
Ghost walked along the edge or the river alone. He could swim if he wanted to and get out just as easy as he got in, but he wanted to think more or less. He stopped and stared into the moving waters, he could see some fish flash by, too quick for him to catch yet, but he wasn't afraid. He'd be a Warrior some day, that was fact. He just needed to be apprenticed, which he was 'too young for' says the Warriors he know.
His white fur glowed slightly in the direct moonlight, which is how he got his name, "Ghost" as far as he knew. Luckily, he was away from the rest of the clan and not noticeable. Ghost looked up directly at the moon. He hated attention and even some of the other Kits teased him about it. His large, different-colored eyes shone bright, another off-feature about him. He closed them and drooped his head, facing the rushing waters again.
Ghost's tail flickered furiously, irritation coming over him he batted the water as hard as he could. "Why not!?" His voice echoed, filled with anger. He wanted to try to be something more than his parents, whom obviously nobody knew. He wished he had a normal past like everyone else. A 'normal' life. That cannot happen, and he has to be grateful that the Leader didn't kill him back then. Ghost sighed and walked back toward the Clan's populous area, he was done thinking.
Ghost walked along the edge or the river alone. He could swim if he wanted to and get out just as easy as he got in, but he wanted to think more or less. He stopped and stared into the moving waters, he could see some fish flash by, too quick for him to catch yet, but he wasn't afraid. He'd be a Warrior some day, that was fact. He just needed to be apprenticed, which he was 'too young for' says the Warriors he know.
His white fur glowed slightly in the direct moonlight, which is how he got his name, "Ghost" as far as he knew. Luckily, he was away from the rest of the clan and not noticeable. Ghost looked up directly at the moon. He hated attention and even some of the other Kits teased him about it. His large, different-colored eyes shone bright, another off-feature about him. He closed them and drooped his head, facing the rushing waters again.
Ghost's tail flickered furiously, irritation coming over him he batted the water as hard as he could. "Why not!?" His voice echoed, filled with anger. He wanted to try to be something more than his parents, whom obviously nobody knew. He wished he had a normal past like everyone else. A 'normal' life. That cannot happen, and he has to be grateful that the Leader didn't kill him back then. Ghost sighed and walked back toward the Clan's populous area, he was done thinking.
