Post by Deleted on Jun 21, 2014 19:19:39 GMT -8
The Brown and white Tom walked out of the den and yawned. It was a beautiful morning and the birds were singing. The sun was not at it's highest point yet, and the moon was still barely visible to a cat's eye. Making his morning walk around the camp, he purred 'hello' and 'good morning' to every early bird cat he could spot. He meowed 'hello' to the elders enjoying the cool morning, as it will get hotter around sun high. Stopping by the Nursery to check on the queens. After his morning patrol around camp was over for the time. He laid in the cool shade of his den and watched as the deputy and senior-warriors made their way out with the morning patrolls.