Post by Emberheart on Jun 21, 2008 11:01:00 GMT -5
Charredbranch knew that in the beginning of the clans, his own clan was starting out a little shaky like the others. It was no time to shirk your duties, but the tom wanted to get some sights in from the house. It was amazing how a two-leg actually lived in this kind of place. He flicked his bright orange striped tail with it's much dimmer brown fur surrounding the stripes. "The main entrance room," he purred at the sight of it.