Talk:The Clearing/@comment-26675110-20150708063924

Lakestorm left the warriors den, finding a patch of sunlight to sit in. He enjoyed the way it made his pelt glisten as he shifted. The large tom let out a yawn, which sounded more like a bellow, shifting to his side with a loud exhale. He flexed his paws for a moment, yawning yet again. He flicked his ears, shooing away the gnats for the time being. Once he was satisfied with the warmth of his gray pelt, the tom stood upward, shaking himself a bit to rid any stray dirt from his glossy pelt. He looked around, quite bored since he had no friends and nobody to talk to.