(Never mind, might get in a few more, not sure. Not tired yet xP)
Yarrow
The white tom froze as the grass rustled in front of him. He could smell cats, probably of the Clan his mate, Mistbreeze, had come from. 'Which Clan was it again?' He thought, his thoughts racing as he tried his best to conceal his bright pelt among the grass there. He had gone past the borders this time. Again.
Yarrow
The white tom froze as the grass rustled in front of him. He could smell cats, probably of the Clan his mate, Mistbreeze, had come from. 'Which Clan was it again?' He thought, his thoughts racing as he tried his best to conceal his bright pelt among the grass there. He had gone past the borders this time. Again.



















