Thread:Saburra-the-SandWing/@comment-31521558-20180610232134/@comment-31521558-20180612192033

Mauvetail, a RiverClan warrior, lashed her tail in frustration. Strikeclaw's scent was masked - she could only see the tom's paw prints, wandering into ShadowClan's territory, and even those were filling swiftly with snow. Either the warrior was returning to his old Clan - she'd had her doubts about his loyalty from the beginning - or he was willing to venture into emeny territory in an attempt to save RiverClan from starvation.

The sounds of three ShadowClan voices drifted over to Mauvetail, and the she-cat flattened herself against the crest of snow, heart thundering in her ears. She recognized them as Redwing, Blacksky and Darkstorm - if they find me, it's all over, she thought. Mousebrains, to think that I was being "intelligent", tracking Strikeclaw into this StarClan-forsaken forest...