Post by Snowmark on Apr 21, 2006 7:43:02 GMT -5
After his breakfast of small bird Snowmark padded quietly over to the Medicine Cat's Den. There was a scratch on his paw pad he had recieved during this morning's hunt and it would not stop hurting. It hurt to walk, it hurt to jump, it would hurt to pounce, it was like an annoying burr in your fur that won't go away. The blood was still slowly oozing from the scratch, he should have stopped walking on it so the blood would dry over the scratch and stop further bleeding instead of treading red paw prints around the camp. "Hello? Goldenleaf? May I speak with you?" He asked. Snowmark sensed no one was in the den. Feeling disappointment he decided to just live with the scratch and he left. Prehaps she was just busy.
