by Will I Live » Fri Jun 29, 2012 11:36 am
Mist-Walker: I get up and shake off my pelt. I scowl at the birds that are laughing at me. "Bird brains!" I shout at them and the scatter. I pad around quietly trying to catch a scent of something other than a yucky vole. I catch another scent and know I'm in enemy territory now. Snaps won't travel this far to come get me. I slowly back up, back a group of cats walk up. they spot me and advance. "Whiskers," I curse and back away. (Thunder Clan patrol) They circle around me blocking off any retreat.