
Mood: concerned
With: windheart
Doing: on patrol
Flowerstar caught her before she fell. "There." She mewed. "We are at the bor-" She froze as she picked up a scent. She sniffed the air and took a few steps back. There were paw prints in the dirt. About a day old. They werent any normal footprints. They were dog footprints. "Dog." she mewed Flowertail sniffed the prints again and her fur began to rise. "A pack of dogs...." She said as alarm passed through her







