( @x ghostie / @Sneakyfox55 )
(figured I’d skip the territory and just head over here)
Creekrunner nodded but didn’t respond to the discussion of Windclan, choosing instead to meow, let’s head out.” The walk to the border was short and uneventful, but once they reached it, the tom stopped and gestured to the scent line, “how do you feel about splitting up and taking different sections to mark? It’ll pass the time quicker.” The silvery tom took a few steps forward and rubbed his cheek against a scraggly tree, leaving his scent upon the rocky side.

@Sneakyfox55 / @x ghostie
Creekrunner trotted all the way to the end of the scent line, where the river formed itself into a gorge, and began to work his way back. He rubbed against each large rock and solid reed patch or scraggly tree, pausing for a moment each time to sniff the air and ensure his scent lingered. The line seemed strong, but that didn’t mean they didn’t need to replenish it well- slacking while marking their territory was what would invite other clans to start fudging the boundary lines. Before you knew it, Riverclan would have half the territory and the other clans would be learning how to fish. The tom chuckled to himself at the image of the other clans attempting to learn to swim and suddenly he wanted to see one of those big, long-furred Thunderclanners struggle in the river without the sleek oil Riverclan cats produced. Creekrunner shook his head and kept going, keeping one eye out for nearby Windclan patrols and the other at the level of the water, which seemed to be higher than normal.

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Creekrunner snorted in amusement as Silvershade spoke to the river, walking up beside the other cat to look down at the water too. The river was swollen with ice melt, but it also seemed to be going down. Creekrunner didn’t think there was a flood warning in the raised waves lapping at the shore, but he thought he might report on the state of the river just in case. Water droplets splashed onto his nose too and the tom blinked his yellow eyes. “It got me too,” he chuckled to Silversahde before shaking the water from his muzzle and stepping back. “Seems we’re done here,” he called to the two patrol members, “you both feel satisfied that the we got the whole border?”