Thread:Saburra-the-SandWing/@comment-31521558-20180610232134/@comment-31521558-20180611001049

Sureee :O ))

The wind had a frigid bite to it as Redwing forced herself through the snow, closely followed by Darkstorm. She couldn't see very well - it was dark with stormclouds, and the sun was just a watery orb sinking slowly behind the coniferous trees of ShadowClan's territory.

The wind shifted directions, and Darkstorm halted, his muzzle filled with the fish-like stench of RiverClan. He could see their territory, across the greenleaf Twolegplace...claws flexing with apprehension, the tom exchanged looks with Redwing, flicking his tail towards the distant blur that was RiverClan's camp.