[fancypost bgcolor=Transparent; border: 0px;width: 375px; margin-center: -5px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 9pt; text-transform: lowercase; font-family: arial;]The younger sister of Mossflight was very.. fiery, to say the least. With a sharp tongue not afraid to lash out at those who opposed her ideals, she was a formidable foe in verbal arguments and the such. Certainly not one that anyone would like to get on the bad side of. However, if you were on her good side, and she usually kept people on her good side, all was well. she gave you bright smiles and witty remarks and jokes, and was pretty fun to hang around with most of the time.
however, today was a rather bad day for the new apprentice, having only recieved the '-paw' suffix but more than a few days ago, perhaps a week. she had once again been forced to fetch new beddings and change out the old ones, and had done so for what must of been all the dens. she hadn't really minded doing the elders, enjoying listening to them tell stories while she worked, but all the other dens she was always nagged by the picky cats who always wanted the best bedding, as if she had much to spare, especially with leaf bare upon them.
after finishing up the nursery, smelling of kits and queens and moss, the sour and snappy apprentice meandered out, eyes narrowed and upset. she would try and force out kind words, but such likelihood was a bit lower than usual with her severely lowered patience. the youthful apprentice cast a glance toward the pile of fresh-kill, deciding against grabbing something. best save it for the elders, like halfstem, and the queens and their kits. so, the apprentice decided simply to sit around and be lazy for a few moments. hopefully her sister wouldn't come by and nag her about taking a break for once, though.
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