[doghouse]

Originally Posted by Empress Of Evil

Winterwisp scanned the territory as she walked. With WindClan having stretches of moorland for a territory, it was never hard to spot an intruder. The warrior was one of those few that had extremely good eyesight. The black and white she-cat came to a sudden halt. Squinting her eyes slightly, she noticed something strange in the distance. There were two specific shapes that seemed to stand out to Winterwisp. One was big, of a bigger size that Winterwisp anyway. The other one was small, around the size of Ferretpaw, and they looked like they were....jumping? "Who are they?" Winterwisp muttered, half to herself but somewhat talking to Ferretpaw as well. Why would two figures be standing in the middle of the territory, not doing anything specific. Perhaps they were a mentor and apprentice training? But the smaller figure was about the size of a newly made apprentice and newly made apprentice's were normally taken to the Training Moor. And they both appeared to be looking at her and Ferretpaw. Feeling rather suspicious, Winterwisp started to break into a brisk walk. "Come on. Hurry up. We're going to check it out," Winterwisp said to Ferretpaw, her voice rather emotionless. There wasn't anger in the way she spoke, but neither was there kindness. It was blank. With that said, Winterwisp broke shot forward and started sprinting at the two figures, not waiting for Ferretpaw. Anyone standing in her way would most likely be mercilessly charged at.

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At last, Kiwi climbed to her paws, noticing that some of the others appeared to be staring at something. Her eyes widened and pelt prickled with excitement ss she wondered what it could be, then she raced out of the old badger set and took her place beside Coal and Code, following their gazes to see whatever it was they were seeing. Finally! She thought, having spotted two figures approaching. One was larger, and the other was around Kiwi's size. She wondered who they were, although iit seemed very likely that they were Clan-ers. Seeing as they'd come from the center of the territory, which loners probably wouldn't have done. She shook out her pelt, wrinkling her nose slightly at the very faint scent of badger that now clung to her, and wouldn't fade. Kiwi's fur bristled slightly as she wondered if the cats were going to fight them, but then, she so no reason for that to happen, as neither Kiwi nor any of her family had been doing any harm by sleeping in an old abandoned badger set. She got bored of watching them papproach and the youngish loner contented herself by plucking a piece of the long, dry grass then releasing iit into the wind, waiting, and then giving chase to it. It wasn't the most fun, but at least it was something for her to do while she waited. Kiwi wished that older cats were not so slow. It always made e everything take way too long, and by the time something was done, she had already moved on to doing something else. Sighing, she trotted back to her brother and father, the piece of grass clamped firmly between her jaws like a piece of prey, except longer, thinner, and grass.