Skypaw padded in from an independent hunt, tossing a mouse carelessly on the small fresh kill pile. Boredom washed over her like a heavy rainfall. The tabby she-cat had nothing to do thus made her way over to the apprentices den and laid down outside of it, dusting away the snow before laying down. Her crystal blue eyes gleamed. She was lonely; bored. Nothing to do...
{ somewhat looking for a crush for Skypaw .3. }