Post by Shadowstar* on Jun 19, 2010 13:16:03 GMT -5
The green-eyed leader looked down upon the kittypet kingdom. He was on one of the Twoleg fences, which marked their borders to their strange dens. The Twoleg dens were huge, probably bigger than Nightclan's camp. They were a strange beige colour, with transparent boxes on the side. Twolegs would sometimes open the boxes, and they would come in and out of a front entrance way, guarded by a tall and strong Twoleg material. All of this was strange and foreign to Shadowstar, who had no idea how the Twolegs could make such things.
"Hopefully there's some kittypets to chase off..." Shadowstar mumbled to himself, glancing upwards to the sky. It was a great Greenleaf evening outside, with warm breezes and the sun behind a puffy, white cloud.
Shadowstar's favourite hobby was to chase off kittypets, and he disliked them very much. To the dark leader, kittypets were disgusting and weak. They couldn't take care of theirselves and had to rely on the equally disgusting Twolegs to take care of them.
"Hopefully there's some kittypets to chase off..." Shadowstar mumbled to himself, glancing upwards to the sky. It was a great Greenleaf evening outside, with warm breezes and the sun behind a puffy, white cloud.
Shadowstar's favourite hobby was to chase off kittypets, and he disliked them very much. To the dark leader, kittypets were disgusting and weak. They couldn't take care of theirselves and had to rely on the equally disgusting Twolegs to take care of them.