Post by Squid on Mar 6, 2009 17:39:40 GMT -5
The sun beat down hard on Whisper Creek, despite the small expanse of trees around it, the general area wasn't very shaded. As such, the idea of laying at the edge of the creek with your front paws in seemed like a good one. Galestrike's gray and tan fur looks just a bit brighter under the hot rays, and for once he wished he didn't have medium length fur, it may not be so hot if he didn't. The day was slow, and kind of boring, he hadn't been selected for hunting or border patrols, and Galestrike wasn't about to stay in camp doing nothing, so he decided to come to the creek to see if he could cool off. As he lay there, he closed his eyes and picture his siblings. Stallionclaw, who could fight off any intruder easily, and Leafcall who could hunt even the fastest, or most alert animals. How he envied the and their skills, they were similar to their parents, but Galestrike hadn't inherited much, so he managed with what he had. With a grunt, Galestrike rolled over to where his side was facing the water, but he was still laying down, lightly flicking the water with his tail.