[tye]

➥Swampfur

The winter snow looked like crap. Not only everything is covered in white, but it is also so cold that it made the old tom's bones ache. "Ugrff," his grumble echoed in the stuffy den. Swampfog's good green eye stared toward the light with a twitch of his ragged ears. An impatient 'tch' slipped through his clenched fangs. "Where are the dog'gon apprentices??!!! Or at least the dang on kits, let them do somethin' for a change- I need sum food and cleanin'!" his fury roared for all to hear not giving a damn. As of lately, his fur crawled like crazy with fleas, picking and itching did no justice. Instead, some of his furs came out in patches... it's disastrous. "Thunderclan really changed for the worse. I might as 'ell become leader, I'll set some stuff straight- hmph, yeah."