Post by Cloudfeather on Sept 21, 2005 7:32:18 GMT -5
Cloudfeather glanced around her nest. She had decided to take inventory of her herb stock. Let's start over here, she thought to herself. She slowly got up and made her way over the the cobwebs. She was still missing Graytail. It had only been 2 moons since her death and the young eagle still grieved for her mentor. Oh Graytail, I miss you so much. I hope you are happy in Windclan. The cobwebs blurred and a tear slid down her beak. Cloudfeather knew that it would take time for her grief to pass but that knowledge did not help the feeling that it would last forever. Fighting back the other tears that wanted to come, she shook her head and clenched her beak in a determined way. I will see what I need and then go and gather it. Getting back into a more normal routine is what I need. With that, she threw herself into her current task.
