Foxclaw
I nodded to my friends, turning quickly and the five of us charged for where I saw the rouges last. Once there, we slowly followed there scent trail, out paw steps quick and quiet, making us invisible due to us coming up behind them and downwind. My amber eyes locked on a large tom with a stone grey pelt, two others both with tabby pelts but one was a very light green kind of like a slug. Holding my tail up to stop moving, we all stopped with eyes locked on the rouges.