- Nov 19, 2023
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You've wasted your life, but thanks for applying
Snowpaw had not wasted time to snatch up her nest from the nursery and begin her move into the apprentice den. First though, she had poked her head into the den to attempt and find a empty spot and once she had she went ahead and grabbed her bedding before moving to quickly set her stuff down. A corner spot close to the edge of the den, nothing special and she was sure many others would not care for such a spot. Many of the other apprentices were perhaps finding rooms near other cats they knew so, Snowpaw had perhaps gotten luckyb in finding a spot in isolation, and perhaps quietness.
Soon she began to work on making the nest perfect and to her comfort, her focus trained on her work and making sure she was not disturbing any other around her. To her, it was finally a moment of piece and quiet, and she was sure none of the others would care too much if she took a spot near the edges of the den. Albeit it was colder due to the cooling air of leaf-bare finding its way through, she much prefer it over stepping on the older apprentices paw or taking someone else's spot one might have made claim to already.
Soon Snowpaw would pause and look at her handiwork, it was simple, plain of course but the nest was neatly done...or well, as best as her tiny paws could do. She had moss tangled in with some dead leaves and flowers, plain small feathers, it wasn't anything extravagant but she knew once she had the chance she would definitely work hard to make something more better than what she had. For now, it was fine and a soft huff came from hef before scanning the den wondering who else had already settled in of the newly appointed apprentices.
Soon she began to work on making the nest perfect and to her comfort, her focus trained on her work and making sure she was not disturbing any other around her. To her, it was finally a moment of piece and quiet, and she was sure none of the others would care too much if she took a spot near the edges of the den. Albeit it was colder due to the cooling air of leaf-bare finding its way through, she much prefer it over stepping on the older apprentices paw or taking someone else's spot one might have made claim to already.
Soon Snowpaw would pause and look at her handiwork, it was simple, plain of course but the nest was neatly done...or well, as best as her tiny paws could do. She had moss tangled in with some dead leaves and flowers, plain small feathers, it wasn't anything extravagant but she knew once she had the chance she would definitely work hard to make something more better than what she had. For now, it was fine and a soft huff came from hef before scanning the den wondering who else had already settled in of the newly appointed apprentices.
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