Post by snowblossom on Sept 3, 2014 19:17:35 GMT -8
What had made her do it? No one knew. Not even Juniperpaw. Great, just great! Cleaning ticks off the elders for a moon! Why don't they do it themselves She was feeling quite disrespectful. All she had done was take a walk alone. Please, someone tell me whats wrong with that. Its ridiculous! But anyway, you'd outt'a here this one from the beginning, so heres how it all started....
FLASHBACK TIME!!!
And on that note, Juniperpaw was bored. Not knowing what else to do, she spotted the high oak, "Perfect" she murmered under her breathe as she padded up to it. Without further ado, without the thought even registering in her mind, she had dug her claws in the fresh, frozen bark, and had climber up.
FLASHBACK TIME!!!
It was just a boring old day, Juniperpaw had been stuck in camp, as the snow and ice dripped down of the den walls. Everyone was told to stay inside Ha, like thats happening was her first thought at the announcement. And Juniperpaw couln't care less about a bit'o'trouble no buggy, eh? Anyway Juniperpaw decided to leave camp.
Out in the woods, it was cold Juniperpaw had come for a walk, not a Blizzard in her face! Snow came from every direction, Juniperpaw felt a wee bit sick. She was so cold, she literally had to make a sheltr in an old fox den, It was a pretty warm den, but all the scents were dry and very old, none fresh.
Well, back at camp, she was really in hot water with the clan, especially her mentor and the leader. It was tragic news when someone got lost in a blizzard, 'cause almost no one makes it back, but hey, what can I tell ya, Juniperpaw's a survivor.
So after fiannaly making it back, she had been punished. A whole moons worth of checking the elders for ticks.
Out in the woods, it was cold Juniperpaw had come for a walk, not a Blizzard in her face! Snow came from every direction, Juniperpaw felt a wee bit sick. She was so cold, she literally had to make a sheltr in an old fox den, It was a pretty warm den, but all the scents were dry and very old, none fresh.
Well, back at camp, she was really in hot water with the clan, especially her mentor and the leader. It was tragic news when someone got lost in a blizzard, 'cause almost no one makes it back, but hey, what can I tell ya, Juniperpaw's a survivor.
So after fiannaly making it back, she had been punished. A whole moons worth of checking the elders for ticks.
And on that note, Juniperpaw was bored. Not knowing what else to do, she spotted the high oak, "Perfect" she murmered under her breathe as she padded up to it. Without further ado, without the thought even registering in her mind, she had dug her claws in the fresh, frozen bark, and had climber up.