The sunny day had long since given way to clouds. Trailpaw glanced upwards with green eyes to see that he no longer needed to squint. In just an hour, the day had gone from hot and bright to almost evening time. And he had just woken up a little bit ago! It was weird. The tom huffed and lowered his gaze, returning to his task. He was supposed to be finding some herbs for the medicine cat, per their request. What was it again? Some kind of purple flower? Or was it blue...
Trailpaw started up again, leaves crunching beneath his large brown paws. He was about to give up. He'd awoken and immediately been sent out, so he hadn't even gotten to eat yet. Maybe he could spare a moment to hunt? But the day had been uneventful so far, with barely a butterfly to be seen. Ugh. Trailpaw wandered on for a few moments until he felt something hit his nose. Huh? He glanced up, only to be hit in the eye. "Fox dung!" He exclaimed. Rain!
trailpaw - 8 moons - male - thunderclan