Elder's Den

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Copperstar stalked by, tail drooping at their lack of elders. Somehow it didn't feel right with the silence that shrouded the elder's den, instead of the biting complaints that always filled the air.

PatientStorm entered and placed down some fresh moss. She turned and padded out.

The leader padded in and added fresh moss to the nests and padded out.

With an obnoxious yawn, a cat stalked into the den and tentatively plopped himself down on the freshly placed moss in the edge of the den. As the creature laid-down, it's worn out, ragged scar covered pelt seemed to almost relax beside him- having been clearly used for many moons. As the elder finally got comfortable, his stomach growled harshly- demanding sustenance. "Great Starclan, you still ain't have enough yet?! I just fed ya, you greedy fox-heart!" FierceGaze hissed at his belly; exhausted from the long journey getting to the clan, the thought of moving again sent shivers down his tail. "Well ya'll just have ta' wait now don't ya? Prey will come." He sighed, shaking his head, too tired to even bother calling for some prey. The tom placed his head in-between his paws, letting out another yawn.