Post by Wildheart on Jul 18, 2009 4:36:16 GMT -5
The first gleam of dawn on the horizon made the fur of the Bengal tom sitting on the crest of the hill shine. It was an effect you had to see to fully understand, more so than the subtle gleam many cats had in good light. Falconwing's fur seemed laced with diamonds when the light hit it just right, rippling like light over the water's surface.
He was watching over the camp, and also waiting for the party from the Gathering to return. Falconwing himself, still new to the clan, had not yet gone to a Gathering, and he had little wish to with how some other clanners reacted meeting him on border patrols. It must have spread like wildfire through the Clans that Hillclan had let him a loner tom - rogue, he'd already heard once or twice. But this was his life now, and he was in every way devoted to his beloved Bronzeleaf. And so he waited for the leader's return, wondering how the Gathering had gone.
He was watching over the camp, and also waiting for the party from the Gathering to return. Falconwing himself, still new to the clan, had not yet gone to a Gathering, and he had little wish to with how some other clanners reacted meeting him on border patrols. It must have spread like wildfire through the Clans that Hillclan had let him a loner tom - rogue, he'd already heard once or twice. But this was his life now, and he was in every way devoted to his beloved Bronzeleaf. And so he waited for the leader's return, wondering how the Gathering had gone.
