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Fandom Warrior Cat~Forest Territory

As soon as I had gotten just a little bit of sleep felt that strong but tiny paws of an apprentice push down onto my side. Head goes up quickly and looking at the apprentice known as Robinpaw, my eyes hard and stands up abruptly. Whacking the apprentice hard on the top of the head with paw, my claws just peaking out from paw. Glaring hard while watches the apprentice mewl quietly and scamper off with a few of the other apprentices.


Growling hard I sit back down under the branch, giving paws a few licks and rubbing them against head. Washing my ears and muzzle before going to lick tail. After a few moments sits back up straight looking around the camp.



@Carl Poppa @I Am Not A Wolf
 
Silverwing raised her head toward the cool breeze, forepaws stretching out in the mass of dry leaves that lay before her. Her whiskers twitched as she breathed in the mixture of scents that lingered in the air around her. There were the obvious ones- leaves, trees and plants, and a soft scent of shrew that was not so strong but could be sensed.


She stepped forward, ears flicking from side to side. Her emerald green optics scanned the area, attempting to pinpoint the location of her prey. It was tricky- other strong scents overcrowded the smell of the shrew. A sudden crack in the bushes signalled to her that the prey was there, but it quickly shuffled out of the leaves, sighting her. "Mouse-dung," she cursed under her breath, turning away- hunting would just have to wait.



 
Maplenose exhaled a short breath, kneading the ground slightly for a moment before standing up and glancing to the edge of the camp. Glancing around the clearing for a couple more moments she turned to the entrance that lead into the Shadowclan camp. Padding out of the camp and escaping into the quiet forest surrounding it. A cold morning breeze welcomes the she-cat back into its comfort. Closing her here she exhaled quietly, purring lightly from another light breeze and the feeling of fresh dew under her paws. She exhaled softly, bounding over to the edge of the Shadowclan territory to patrol their borders.
 

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