Post by Tawnystar on Jul 31, 2007 13:10:24 GMT -5
*She pads to the moonpool. The wind ruffles her fur. She crouches down slowly and dips her pink nose into the water. It is very cold, semding a shiver down her spine. Tawnystar laps up a mouthful of water, and starts into her dreams, awaiting StarClan's approval of her leadership of ThunderClan.*
