The day was humid and muggy, the sleek tom could tell for his normally smooth and soft fur was dry and frizzy. It would rain soon, he could feel the weight in the air with his whiskers, could see it in the clouds that were heavy with water. He better get the show on the road, there were duties to assign to his small clan.
Rockstar could remember when Lucentclan was big, much bigger than the pitiful amount it was now. He'd look to find a way to increase them eventually, but it'd be good to wait. Giving a sigh the tom got to his paws and padded out of his cool den and into the heat, his face scrunching in displeasure and his breath halting for